Stormy Weather

Oppressive sky. It’s
“a bit black over Bill’s mum’s”
whatever that means

Expectations rise
Density of emotions
cloud the mind and heart

Trapped in a constant
struggle for supremacy
neither side retreats

That light bulb moment
suddenly illuminates

On the horizon
clarity, stability
beyond an arms length

Sound begins to fade
Has the world changed, or have I?
Forever altered


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