Speak Of The Night

Swaying creepy trees upon the wind, the heavy-duty water clashes sound of thunder, and down under, a wicked forest of the dead island clam, branch jam low crawl fingertips diagonalized twist into the spinal cord crumble, shakable ground rumble, intents fire of the night begin, the trail of Darth Vader's land pit, and give all that massive power source in bare naked hand, legendary of the light savor become brighter reddish color achieve the darkness rises up, so horrifying voice to be heard, so much evil fog and mist shifted heavy and solid, dreadful speaker who fled with low pitch sound effectively, darker poet corrupted overrule the universe he came from, the strength, the speed, self- balance installed, the force can be a lot of power source around him, the one darkest man who dresses up machinic version himself, so much darkest he ever had since, speaks of the night could be true 

Written by 

Michael James Brindley 

7-27-23