all I hear is thunder
like limestone boulders crash
the night is ripped like linen
clouds are crushed to ash
–
pound the dark with fury
lead hammers on the sky
sing your iron anger
send the stars to die
–
you are brag and clatter
black noise and nothing more
a horn for brother lightning
the reaper’s screaming whore
–
now your song is fading
moonrise sows her light
once the squall has flown
you’re but a whisper in the night