A thunderstorm buffets the walls

and tumbles down its fervent rain.

In darkened foyer, empty hall,

a thunderstorm buffets the walls,

resounding savage bacchanal

from tangled bedclothes limned in flame:

a thunderstorm buffets the walls

and tumbles down its fervent rain.

Poem copyright 2011 by James Ciriaco and Jessica Parr

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