Black Cloud Sitting

deep secrets
from a shallow grave
black cloud sitting on a wave
day is night and the night is gray
moonlight walkers stalk their prey
the thunder roars and a cat wails
blistered baby on a bed of nails
darkened corners drain light from the moon
the chilling winds make you wish it was June…
crawling flesh falls off a hand
headless mice wash up on sand
nightmares and screams
there’s no one to save
black cloud sitting on a wave