Living in a life
already forgotten
everywhere emptiness exists
like growing oceans
blue and endless
rising above the drowning
land
in the distance the echoes
of grey sunsets resound
like an impending storm
everywhere dusty figures weave
through gaps of thought
step from broken mirrors
and blurry photographs
to stare and scrutinize
a mass of translucent shadows
unseen and unheard
but existing
like the emptiness
like the forgotten
that is everywhere
The Earth was burning
The air resonating with otherworldly booms
Clouds, dark and diffuse rising,
their opaque contours expanding
to block out the sun
And under the dense veil of amber fumes
trees blazed in violent violet flames
rivers of molten lava
snaked down barren mountains ranges
hissing,
roaring,
plunging into the boiling seas
And all around the children of the Underworld
Watched.
Stood quietly.
Silent shadows amid the billows of scarlet storm
The faceless dancer
draped in endless black velvet
a shadow in a falling night
catching crumpled stars with pale fingers
a woman, a body, a wingless angel
dancing in the mist of moonlight
the fading colors of winter
the blurring outlines of forgotten cities
full of empty houses, empty air and empty hearts
as broken screams fall into faceless death
the child’s laugh
fills the world
with golden sunshine
a thousand delicate melodies
glitter in gasps of breath
pure syllables
of finely spun mornings
rising in summer skies
drifting into lavender
fading into violet
falling into darkness
until only a lingering echo
remains
Look past sightlessness.
Past skin.
Past oceans.
Past eyes.
Past the golden parallels of pattern.
Past the fireless Sun.
Past the foreboding of impeding future.
Reach out.
Breathe.
Touch.
Close your eyes and welcome the absence of light.
Close your eyes and listen to the heartbeat of a distant soul.
Close your eyes and taste the moments of a different time.
Where are you?
Look past the colors, the
explosions of sunset
the precision of a blue sky
keep running through mountains
through arid countries, and raging hurricanes
Where are you?
Look past the weightless fire
the endless walls that surround
every foreign continent
Past the frozen landscapes
of a thousand winters
Where are you?
The eyes of a broken soul watch
In her dark curls
A headband of nightmares glitters
thousands of wilting flowers
Twisting
Turning
Like splintered snowflakes
they drift in empty sounds
The eyes of broken soul wait
Her presence
an anxious shadow
that whispers darkness
into vacant atmospheres
The eyes of a broken soul yearn
a velvet cry that creeps from the corners
of an ancient dream
Thick fog moving from dead winters
Fractured stardust gathering
on soft, pallid hands
The eyes of a broken soul hunger
for stolen sweetness
melting between shattered lips
diamond skin and jasmine bones
When you cried
The world cried.
Swollen oceans consumed
the decaying flames of decaying souls
Land fell in steep slopes
and mountains rose in frozen sounds
Winters swirled in thick screams in thick nights
a thousand full moons
shattered in empty Skies
and empty lights fell from empty dreams
Distorted thoughts filled distorted atmospheres
moonlight danced in black seas
and sunlight drowned in pale faces
and pale fingers drowned in black nightmares
when you cried the world cried too.
Pallid mountains surface
from the depths of silver oceans
Colorless rainbows blur in pieces
of faded skies
a haze of lilac blankets the planet
hidden from the ozone
Crescent moons stand still
And frozen stars wait
A Black Sun shimmers
rippling the Shadow World
The girl of yellow ashes
Drifting between memories
Of a golden sky
Listens as charcoal forests rise
And Shadows ascend to the ozone
Our minds are dying
Decaying in the vast continuum of time
Perishing in the slivers of broken universe
Blood seething from fractured thoughts
Silver patterns dancing underneath shadowed souls
Splintered essence crying in an empty hurricane
Black stars sway in ancient vertigo
An endless grey scream pounds against unseen walls
White noise penetrates the soundless waves of agony
Bruises shatter faceless creatures
Nightmares moan in hollow days
Depression punctures deep gashes
In our dying minds
I am dying in another sunset
Shapeless words fall from unheard skies
Laughter breaks in tears of glass
Riddled memories bleed in lavish scarlet
The world disappears in front of my eyes
Grey universe crowds my ears
and broken echoes scream
in violent hurricanes that fracture the world
in hopeless afternoons
I am alive in another winter
