I could hear it coming ~
rumbling, muttering
crawling forward
giant wheels screeching
against roiling greyness
hiding a waning moon
scraping across the city
brilliant flashes of cold fire
lit the night as silvered rain
sluiced through the city.
“There is a moonlight note in the Moonlight Sonata;
there is a thunder note in an angry sky.”
~ Dejan Stojanović
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