Grains
Fields
slipping between the fingers
everything good is lost
in the sands
torn shreds
vocal cords
twang
my words and wisdom
petering like a flame
in the wind
my screams
stuck in an empty box
A planetary dance
the ink of night
that fills the void
dotted with grains
of light
the sound of music, haunting on the winds
rain
to wet the fields
I have waited for times
innumerably long
the grains of youth
loose in my palm
rhyme and reason
scope and measure
incongruent and failed to calibrate
calcium oxide
lithium hydride
explosive shells
exiting heat
dying mass
compressed gas
the ears of eden lost
the echoes of crying,wailing eyes
a glimpse of pain
grains of sand
I am violently vomiting excretions of words
that may mean naught
fought and died
dead soul of a long ago
wise words of a passing lad
screams, screams, screams and shouts
empty and wholly without