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