the stillness
before
the storm
feeling the
impendingweight
of waiting
for fresh hell
to be unleashed

maniclightning
no planes circle
just the lazy
notes jangling
of the off key
wind chimes
the storm just
reflects this
pressure building
inside of my own
sullensilence
fracturedfantasies
of feeling free
to write without
feeding these
starving stalkers
dreaming each line
is about them

in the calm moments
right before it
finally breaks
the tenuous peace
is just the cold
lulling you to
fall deeply asleep
while hoarfrost coats
dreams of hope in
tarnishedbettertomorrows