Sleep
your door left open-
looking back at you as I
close it behind me
–
moonlight-
your mobile
slowly winds down
your door left open-
looking back at you as I
close it behind me
–
moonlight-
your mobile
slowly winds down
a silver quarter
rolling between my fingers-
practice makes perfect
–
trafalgar square-
the red queen
hiding
these nameless corpses
stacked upon one another
bear witness to war
–
cobalt sky-
birds nest in
the shattered roof
offer me darkness
and take me to the places
I would never go
–
gnarled trees-
green eyes glow
in the shadows
this bitter old man
remnants of his acid breath
at last behind us
–
open windows-
daffodils
break the soil
unspeakable acts-
unlearned lessons of the past
repeating again
–
cattle cars-
disappear within
the gates of hell
the last white rhino-
a moment of extinction
right before our eyes
–
blood in the dirt-
a portrait with
his latest kill
blue moonlight drips through
holes in the tattered shingles
onto the barn floor
–
peeling red paint-
the barn door
hangs askew
flat black soulless eyes
devoid of humanity
staring back at me
–
cold city street-
trying not to see
the homeless
corrupted and vile
poisonous invasive roots
unwilling to yield
–
oblivious-
wandering into
a nest of vipers