Appleshine Continuum Underworld

Clouds like smoke
The smell of burning
Light casts shadows
Howling

We watch the rain
The world is upside down
Cardboard at the windows
Block the light

Sitting in the sky
Howling
Willow and Oak rest their heads against each
Other
Hissing

She doesn’t like balloons
I sent you a message
We walked in the rain
Laughing

Unprepared
Holding bags
On top of our heads
Everybody else had nothing
They were stupid
We were great