the rattled bones of the spirit

days since I wrote
too tumultuous with worry
and fear to think much
news filled with doubt
as chains are dragged about
so blatant and quick
I say there is no god
yet evil secretes bile
across fallow fields
panic clots my throat
I cannot breathe
enough to speak
I am lost
and cannot scream

(January 30, 2017)

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