05-17-2016, 09:31 AM
Shadows of the Cosmos
Watch as we succumb to the divine.
Plans written on fragile parchment are blurring,
and all the bloody, sacred shadows of the cosmos
are aligning - seek shelter,
before these old actors
of busted, dirty decades
come for their toll.
We are imploding;
and the last lonely star,
harrowed in its singed space,
is glowing as gently
as the fire in our unholy eyes.
Watch as we succumb to the divine.
Plans written on fragile parchment are blurring,
and all the bloody, sacred shadows of the cosmos
are aligning - seek shelter,
before these old actors
of busted, dirty decades
come for their toll.
We are imploding;
and the last lonely star,
harrowed in its singed space,
is glowing as gently
as the fire in our unholy eyes.
