It was that time-
Right between landscape changes
Pencil shades and clouds leaving
Beautiful shadows robbing all color
Leaving behind only thumb smudging
Across the buildings, over the streets
Already so dull and busy with grays,
Blacks, whites, graysblackswhites,
Now only visible to no one.
It was about that time-
Watching the sun scorching skylines
Leaving the day in ash and destruction
Flames peaking higher and higher
Scribbling lines like wicks
Swallowing all that we know,
All that we'’ve grown accustomed to
And in turn, now love.
It was right then and there-
That my heart went ablaze
And the wind circled around what was left
Throwing it in with the smearing of night
Twilight cinders tasting, dancing with moonlight
Leaving such a cavernous waste in my chest
Left until the inferno settles;
When the ground devours the dust;
Once that moon is happy with the carnage;
The night shift ends, and my heart is gone
And my love for the world is no more.

12/22/2008

Posted on 12/22/2008
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