Venus Is Bleeding

05.18.08

With all the kingdoms in yr fist
This broken scene on the setting sun-
The sky does looks better on four hills
We face the moon with tired gazes drowned in awe-
Our eyes following its twisting free fall to its smashing sphere
The cosmos shake but yr fist is steady
Venus is bleeding and a thousand towers roar
The sun leaking and spilling out toward the stars-
Its killing me, these dark dreams of anarchy and fire.
These dying novels with their pages all burning and turning in the final wind
The moonlit world to walk under the deep darkness
Skeletons in exile rise asunder, each one stumbling in dire straits of ancient thunder
The mortal screams collide in the labyrinth of night
All of it soon to expire. This minute, this hour, at the stroke of fire. Ding!