“Dire Wont” by Ron Koppelberger


At risk and diverse degrees of caution, the
Scream of a banshee and a moaning cur in miseries of prayer,
Unto the quiet airs of ancient and mourning souls
In transit, the struggle to relay the ethereal
Sustenance of evidenced desolations and
Real dreams of release, a presence in passions of
Grace, in dire wont and endeavoring sorrow