Joy: A Prompt Response.

A poem.

Wess Haubrich
Aug 3, 2022


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Poetry Prompt № 6.


fleeting like a finch outside in a storm,

downright im-possible for me to sustain —

it runs like a cheetah after a gazelle in

the delirious wild, and dying desert — parched,


desperately needing

your power to heal my Nihilism;



bedevilment at

the Death of a Semblance

of Universal Order.

Only you

the curves

of your exquisite body,

& the beautiful meridians

of your mind,

can save me.



Wess Haubrich

Horror, crime, noir with a distinctly southwestern tinge. Staff writer, former contributing editor; occultist; anthropologist of symbols.