#toxic winds

[leahmonday]

CRYING SKIES

We will be standing tall in a small space

waiting in a long line, near the inside of the

"broken end of time".  We're imploring for some

of the "what's left intrinsic light" to quietly shine

and comprehend any of the "sub-contracted" reasons

that shield the authenticity encircling the pale

              CRYING  SKIES.

Toxic winds blowing downward and south from ceilings

of "dead stars",  blow their toxins relentlessly.

We were all searching out each other,

but not one of us were found.

lm