Storm
A storm of stars
thrown from skies
in fists of light,
thunder against
the fractured
winter glass.
For outside,
through roars
of midnight,
the jaws
of darkness,
tear the truth
from clouds
asunder,
And below,
in the shattered
remnants,
the moon remains
hidden,
blinded, by
the sudden,
hurried,
violent blast.
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