Eyes heavy with smoke
Lit by the world in flames
Desperado winds
Windowless crying
In despair for the doves
Nesting in burnt timbers
A widow in the window
Shaking the ash
Out of stringy hair
A tornado in the scream
A restless whisper
In a fucking nightmare
Torn from the headlines
Of broken fragments
Society in ferocious silence
Shivered Whispers
Death sings its song
It takes life
Spirals the world once again
Another lost loved one
The Reaper touches my heart
Cuts away slivers
Sombre nights
Hearing shivered whispers
Broken Starlight
Voice sullen
The ache of time
Words lost at night
Broken starlight
Agony multihued
Hip burning
Torn thoughts
No bright day
Just disjointed frays
And phrases
Lingering
We are all falling
Down into the lingering
Caught in her singing
Vibe
Visionary
Intensity
Beats in the
Ethereal
Starsong
Happiness is life
Wisdom through our songs and joy
Live for the music
Lying at the End of Everything
The night swelters
Lost in the heat, dozens of torments
Brain is boiling
Heart is losing sleep, anger and joy
No freedom to live
Poverty reigns, an ache of ages
The world rings
With hardship, and heartbreak
Here, tired, I write
Lying at the end of everything
Woe
Words
Offset
Emotion
Hustle and Bustle
The city writhes
Out of control
People living the hustle
The endless bustle
Breakneck pace
Worlds apart
I have no hustle left
And don’t get me started
On the bustle
Upon
Unreal wishes
Pouring
Out
Nightmares