There I was standing in the dimming light
beneath stunned skin and dry bones
staring at the drowned sky, over flattened
and scattered, a muted featureless frame
smashed with sand and stone, stuttering
rhythms spiraling out of sight.  I could
hear the loud lamentation of scratched
sounds lingering in the air, scarred and
and startling, ripped and shifting, as
my dead eyes sunk inside moonless
thoughts, dizzied dreams, slow songs
with silent beats.  I remember when
I thought I was in love, how our bodies
spun between various worlds, science
and fiction, existence and reason, every
fabrication converging towards transcendence.
And my heart was unguarded because I
knew for the first time I had found true
love.  Now I have discovered that you
were an angel in disguise, an unwritten
surprise masked in a sea of lies, a bitter
kiss burned to the core.