A Prairie Dream

The clouds were screaming overhead
In streams of violent turbulence
In surrealistic visions of
Abandoned reverence

The maladjusted prairie bare;
The house of seven labels, where
The seals were only broken for
The last concessionaire

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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