Member Poem

lightning, thunder, screaming
waves that roll on to the sawed-off edges
of undiscovered continents
 
arrows that fill the sky and land, sinking
our feet into muddy desolation, pulled deeper
by the demons  who spur us on
 
like the dark smile of a spirit beneath
a hidden force that washes over
the world until it’s ruined, irradiated,
 
barren but the cries of child ghosts
and still, they call our names
like the poisonous hiss of a snake