Tempest.

heaving sighing black pounding wet ripples of utter abandon
groaning before me, ivory skin burning from cold
dripping off charcoal red shuddering curls
skin paling in the froth, bumps rising, spinning through grass crying, icy concrete suddenly on my back
palm trees sway to the glory singing in my mind
mourners to the heavens, beckoning, praying
thrashing and screaming and drowning, downpour
flicking back into my eyes, not my tears.
misery clenching pains forgotten
running through dark grey skies
clouds like ashen asphalt,
watercolor death dark.
arches of light yearning to spill across them, to relieve
hands clenching unceasing tears bloody trails down my legs,
too cold to feel anymore, heart pounding warmth spreading, body heat ebbing away,
releasing me, stabbing me, throwing myself into the

storm.