Impending doom aloft
A flourish of black
Branded wilted roses
Fill the amber sky with disbelief
Raining down in hues of velvet scarlet
Floral droplets
I grief for their demise

Machinations disobey
Scurrying amok
Claws for fingers
Rising through the inner city
Urban disaster
Endless tangent
I grief for their demise

Empty phrases
On masked faces
A facet of burnt umber
Gazing deeply in greyscale
Hollow words
Mocking me
I don't grief for them