Storm Clouds in Fiction

 

Storm cloud

Once we were fiction
Caught in the rough
Distilled in a poem
Broken enough
These words 
They would chide 
Us
Our season so dim
Hack us to pieces 
Making us thin
I stand on an Island
Caught in a  war
Reaching out to your 
Fiction
Thats bleeding me raw

Now we are fiction

Soon we are smoke

What was this love?

I cannot cope

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By Otatade Okojie