While Watching a boiling sky
Clouds slowly burning, air ablaze
My breathing hampered, foul smells
Remaining hunched in a daze
Woken up by haunted bells
Corpses and remnants decayed
Trails forming as they are pulled
Ghostly hands, I am not afraid
It feels commonplace, normal
This dark world beyond our own
Babbling jaws ramble, I listen
Stories told through flesh and bone
The dead still wish for something
Peace and quiet, time run out
Empty sockets shedding tears
Waterdrops in this eternal drought
Feeding the beast, life’s amalgam
Of fears, wishes, and survival
Their one remaining purpose
Shredding teeth upon arrival
The tearing, stripped and reduced
To memories, stories in our time
Throws me back, was it ever real
Twice I hear
That distant chime
