bolting storm.
night defined
by flashes of insight.
truth seems capricious.
is it something else
to honeybee or coyote?
fulfilling, foreboding
or light in flight,
like fairies dusting blue sky.
fact becomes fiction,
fantasy masquerades
as thundering reality.
beneath gray clouds,
realities fade
silently screaming.
unbidden truths
capriciously
lying in wait.
© 2024
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