Grey Cloud Fugue

photo credit: docoverachiever Indecisive weather via photopin (license)

And the dark clouds roll across the sky.

It is beautiful, but it makes me want to die.

The beauty of those impenetrable clouds

That could swallow me whole like a funeral shroud.

Swaddle me in a mystery from which I could not escape.

Smother me in their motion, erase the memories of my fate.


© 2019 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.


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