I was on the boulevard when the sky opened up
It swallowed me whole
Borne with fury
Deep, dark and brooding
The wind howled like I was inside a wolf's throat
It howled so hard it snapped ships sails
Broke spines, and created mud slides
Bodies slithered out like snakes
Shadows made of tar
Form dripping wings of fire
Malevolent majesty
Angel you didn't bestow me
What I desired
Should I speak to him directly?
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