If only the eyes that see fire
could feel the touch of flames creeping closer...
Lock the cage door.
Barricade it against the stars,
the fortune of freedom given away...
Like a needle through flesh
threading it all back together,
piece by piece into a song of murky waters...
Build them high and wide, these walls against the world
raise them until the songs of the wasteland fade to whispers
and become only echoes lost in the glare of a midnight sun...
Sunrise on the Sea of Cortez
A beach beginning to wake
Beside an ocean that never slept
I sit and stare at metal bars
Silent and still, my heart aches
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