Silent sentinel
Tremor wakes a buried heart
A companion stands
About the Creator
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Bacon
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings. He launches into an atmosphere riddled with smoke, soot, and ash. He feels the radiation from a thousand fallen nukes. For humanity, it’s certain death. For him, it’s like bathing in a sauna. He laughs again at the thought.
By C. Rommial Butler5 days ago in Fiction
Comments (4)
Love the first two lines the best. Congrats!!! It’s a beauty! 💕
Beautiful image, especially love the first line❤️ Congratulations on your win! Hearted and subscribed.
I love this :)
Wonderful haiku. Really moved me. Congratulations and well done for winning!