Before Darkness

(continuation of Poem 1 of Hour 1)

she shudders

the uncertainty moments before

are a welcomed dream

pungent air


sulfuric taste

in her hovel there was hope


the maroon blood rust moonlight

she heaves up the hill

at the apex,

it rains ashes ashes

she looks out

her fallen city a corpse

she is the only one

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