Take to the iron barricade and hold the gate until all the stars have fallen into shadow...
They Come With Dead Eyes
Tag: ashes
Flight
Hidden beneath falling ash,Eyes closed, counting heartbeatsShattered glass like falling rainShimmers in the wind Overhead the Watcher circlesDrawing closer, ever closerCarried by the winds of angerToward the light of breaking day The clouds are fed by smokestacksThat tower overhead andSpew forth the breath of machinesToiling beneath the barren fields A slow march of drones proceeds… Continue reading Flight
