Cirrusfury

Mountains cut clouds
When they sink

Threatening to spill
Rainflesh from shore

Like the world’s
Stiletto stabbing

Through the ribs of ether
Letting rain

A pacifying hurricane
And eye of tension

Where jagged summits
Cut deep

All around the thunderwall
Where the rainflesh wound

Harrows
Opening deeper

As the eye moves

Filed under: July Era (III)