Wandering the drains
The vast,
empty drains
Lonely tunnels
Broken slats
on the wall
permit the shafts
Of light
Reveal the stains
My eyes
are shut,
pressed with fingers
A myriad of shapes
Fades
yet softly lingers
Like the ghost
of a new
Century
Gently eased
from life
with phantasmagoria
Swarms
with prey
all just like you,
like you
Vast ashen walls
move under streams of ivy
Gunmetal cirrus
Haunts the wind
I felt your whispers,
cut your name on my skin
My soul splashes through
fountains
of insects
Collectively we create
Longevity
protects
Like clouds we create
Impossible forms in the sky
But the sky
We respire
is uranium
over endless
fields of rotating tank threads
we're exhaled
and evaporated
by God
Night's depleted
uranium shore
swarms