POEM "THE BLACK WHISPERING RAIN " by martin gedge
You shelter from the cold the body heat you hold
to hide among the shadows of the dark
for if the light to touch you feel as much the clutch
gripping the aortic root of heart
for menace in the rain that toddles down your vein
tearing at the underlying crust
like statues you be still to move in for the kill
while all your vital organs turn to dust
a chemical in breeze while taking in the sneeze
is common course of causing the effect
to melt into the ground while seeping through this town
the gravy men will sputter from the neck
and bleed out from the skin the plague has settled in
to whisper in the breath of every ear
for once the storm to form another evil born
with promises that death is drawing near
there is no sure escape but to drown into the fate
of every living soul that has the gene
for there into the eye you see it multiply
so fast to ever last the quarantine
and as the black appears to drill into your fears
the matter will become the seeded host
for once a foot to lay the prints get washed away
to drain into the puddles of the ghost....
by martin gedge©
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