Whirlwind Spirit Poem by John Weber

Whirlwind Spirit

Rating: 5.0


Once ravaged, souls salvaged
haunt savaged:
nostalgic for magic
in tragic
dreams psychotic, script agnostic
by despotic
lies chivalrous (shed fibrous
force frivolous)
to begin, my chagrin.
Our coffin
tailspin
plans covertly
to pervert
or convert.

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John Weber

John Weber

Milwaukee, WI
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