One of my darker poems . . .

 First published in Frostwriting, Issue 12, 2014.

 

 

 

 

 

 

On Vortex Street

the overhead wires sing and hum

plucked like strings

in tones composed by the vector sum

of the wind’s velocities

but in those resonant meanderings

harmony arpeggios

and all the world’s atrocities

and all the world’s worst-case scenarios

wail in the squalls

as into the maelstrom light curls swirls falls