I arrive at a point
It is elliptical
It is motioning
Many clocks
It is peaceful
And perfectly cold
I am aligned straight as an arrow
It comes like roses full of thunder
It comes like ravens and Van Gogh
It comes
Like
The
Last
Night
Of
The
Earth
I am sending up
My vacant cloud
It stinks
Like a flood
Rushing
Into many birds
I am
Cobra light
And fuming
The yellow leaves
Wink and wave
Their little mouths
Open
To rain
December 09 2020
Feb 13, 2022
Feb 13, 2022 at 3:34 AM UTC
I arrive at a point
It is elliptical
It is motioning
Many clocks
It is peaceful
And perfectly cold
I am aligned straight as an arrow
It comes like roses full of thunder
It comes like ravens and Van Gogh
It comes
Like
The
Last
Night
Of
The
Earth
I am sending up
My vacant cloud
It stinks
Like a flood
Rushing
Into many birds
I am
Cobra light
And fuming
The yellow leaves
Wink and wave
Their little mouths
Open
To rain
December 09 2020
I write more straight forward poems,
This is more mystical.
I hope you like it. Tj