Tones of Noir
Numinosity
washes the sky.
Poems rise
out of thundering mist.
I think it is a crime.
She rushes by.
The water,
the power in falling.
Begin when it's in motion
and stop before it ends.
Mystical crystal spikes
of sun.
He waits.
We walk quickly
covering ourselves against the watcher.
Tones of Noir
Numinosity
washes the sky.
Poems rise
out of thundering mist.
I think it is a crime.
She rushes by.
The water,
the power in falling.
Begin when it's in motion
and stop before it ends.
Mystical crystal spikes
of sun.
He waits.
We walk quickly
covering ourselves against the watcher.
Tones of Noir
Numinosity
washes the sky.
Poems rise
out of thundering mist.
I think it is a crime.
She rushes by.
The water,
the power in falling.
Begin when it's in motion
and stop before it ends.
Mystical crystal spikes
of sun.
He waits.
We walk quickly
covering ourselves against the watcher.
Tones of Noir
Numinosity
washes the sky.
Poems rise
out of thundering mist.
I think it is a crime.
She rushes by.
The water,
the power in falling.
Begin when it's in motion
and stop before it ends.
Mystical crystal spikes
of sun.
He waits.
We walk quickly
covering ourselves against the watcher.
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