Literature
Ossuary
Who were you when you crawled
from the primordial ooze?
When waves of pain flowed
through your brain
and your struggle for
composure dissolved into a
trembling haze.
I remember you then
as I remember you all
Such a strange assortment
of misfits and filthy rag dolls
The sun was so beautiful
and bright
the summer so long
It all had a glow
Everything was wonderful
I wonder what
went wrong
Don’t look at me now
for it's no longer me, you'll see
Everything I see or touch
echoes back as a hollow
mockery.
It’s only a moment
a brief passage in time
blink your eyes once
and it will all subside.
It will go sometimes like this...
Fire breathing its own life
in a cold, desolate forgotten field
Air putrid, stale and harsh
burning in your lungs
Sensuously, seductively
in a way that makes death
seem like magic
Oh, yes, it will go sometimes like this...
A gray haze forming on the horizon
slowly engulfing all you thought...
you knew of truth
or any sense of being
It will go
