I couldn’t breathe
fury stretched high
reached down from the recesses of the dark
and threw its fists like angry lava into the sky
I couldn’t wait
to see if it was coming up that hill
I was going down in the small hours
I was losing form in a formless haze
I couldn’t see
the ashes fell like dirty snow against my eyes
this is California
where the earth knows how to get even
and laughs her revenge into the night.
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©2009 Lori Titus
The Darkest of Lore 