I Circle The Air Poem by Brian Hinckley
I Circle The Air
I circle the air
driving storms before me
crackling energy
burning the ground.
I circle the air
feeding off chaos
thunderous claps
announce my coming.
I circle the air
free of emotion
horrible gashes
line my chest.
I circle the air
weakly falling
sudden rain
washes me away.
I fall to the ground
struggling desperately
eyes blur
and all is dark.
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