Tagged Creative Challenge #3

Sound, Unsound

To wake is an annihilation.
The wool gathered 
Blown and scattered
In draughts of sound that flap from above.

And …

Hometown, Iowa

This is the town
where the dogs
blend in with
the pavement, where
the air chokes with
the smell of …

Jumble

Charred Landscape

A jumble of buildings squatted some distance away, dark and low
What used to be a harvest moon…

Robot Love

It begins with a spark,
short, bright, lightning
in the command center.

There is a shock of movement,
steel lips …