A Storm is Coming.

A storm is coming.
Do you hear it?
Do you feel it?
That tremor beneath your feet
and the grumble of the beast.
Hiding in the dark.
Breathing fast
it descends upon us at last
salivating.
Mouth open wide
there is nowhere to hide.
Engulfing the weak
and chilling the brave
it moves like a wave.
Across the feast.
But eating so fast could never quite last.
So with one last belch and slurp of the tongue
the beast is done.
Shrinking and creeping
like a mouse in a silent house.
Waiting to grow
and descend upon the land once again.

 

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