NuJazz Storm Freak Sonata

Rain like acid jazz, a syncopated madness,
beating down, slicking skin, drenching the
last good thought out of my skull,
but there’s no time for that, no time at all.
The world is slanted, twisted, tilting,
gravity’s a cheap trick, a con job, a dealer with
slick hands and bad intentions.
I lurch forward, or maybe sideways, or maybe,
I’m just floating, arms tangled in the chaos,
fingers clawing at the thick, swollen air.
Somewhere behind me, above me, inside me,
the wreckage hums, blackened metal and
forgotten ghosts rattling their chains,
but I keep moving, because stopping,
is a death wish signed in the blood of the wasted.
The rain won’t stop. The night won’t stop.
Nothing stops.
And maybe that’s my sucker punch.
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