do not wait for me-
there is not time
today has gone
yet i am here
without breath
keening with fear

i am a grain, caught
in an hourglass
yet i am a collector-
hoarding lost hours
in the lining
of my pocket

i take them out rarely
they are old keys
their locks are long gone

do not wait for me
there is not time
do not wait for me
i am already gone

Rain of water
Turns to rain of blood.
A reign of terror,
Falling from above.

A maniacal laughter rings out
Like a sinister clown.
We have porcelain faces
With a painted frown.

Riots erupt,
Fear is obsolete;
We have been here before,
No point in a retreat.

Progress?
None is made.
Stuck in a dark setting,
Ringmaster of a black parade.