Friday, July 25, 2014

Phoenix Foxhole Prayer

Eastward loom mountains of cloud
spreading at the top
hammered by a stratified atmoshpere
into anvils above us
loaded with bolts to hurl
down at the desert
and bunkered with billions of rounds of ammunition
in God's blessed rain.

Will we be bombarded?
Please God we may.
It is hot here.

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