Storm Raging

This storm rages like a giant suffocating
and finally gasping the entire vermillion sky
in one long and angry breath.

The defiant thoughts implanted in rain
and pine-shattering wind
will not be traded in a commerce
that continues pleading for leniency
against nature's flashing justice.

Regret nothing
and gather your beloved
as if you will not wake to find
another day.

Regret nothing
and open your eyes
to the violent dreaming night.

On the Night I Emptied My Womb

The fever of the spirit of God
and the allure of relief
over took me on the night
I emptied my womb.

I did not sway from the truth.
I was not ready
for the brevity of life
and so I chose, instead, to escape.

Escaped pathetically like a prophet
who would not accept
the order from heaven
to serve.

I am cast
again and again
from the side of the ship
and will be swallowed up
by the voices of angels
singing in languages
I will never understand.