OUTCRY

Outcry of the
haunted soul
ditch a howl
into dark pitched nights -
tormented tombs reverberates

and

flits secretely
through the bower
of an eternal grave
twisting dark air -
felching and pelping

and

wriggling no more fear
or the fright
that hawked on me previously
I swallowed poison -
gurgling down the throat


and

with an unbeliever's eyes
ensnared long ago
storm the vortex
into an eternal light -
utter relief transcends