Arrival

Roosters break

the dawn

 

palms skyline

under thunder

 

sky.

 

Rain staccato

shotgun in

 

the night

tin roof

 

heaving.

 

There are

arrivals &

 

departures,

crossroads

 

where the warring

crowd rages.

 

I am moonlight

you are morning

 

here I’m hiding

for my life.

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