On the eve before the warThe calm in the streetsIs an eerie echo that rattles in my mindLike the faint call of a forgotten loverOr a missing child. It calls to me with it’s naïve whimsyCome let’s playIt’s all make believeYou’re safe where you are.I stand on the precipiceWatching the fires burnLike spots on theContinue reading “Calm Before War”