Boneyard

Staring beyond the depths of the cup in my hands Into a past I long to know The view from atop the boneyard pile Is a steep descent into rolling madness.

Fire in the Sky

A mind lost beneath fire in the sky Stands ready to rave against the coming The stars drone and fall to Earth And the moon cannot bear to watch

Crossroads

We met at the crossroads Beneath a different moon Edges like water, the stars falling A constant rain of glittering dust Always beginning at the same place

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