Waves lapse in on a hollow shore,
creating an intelligible roar.
In the distance stands an hour glass on a hill,
filled to the brim by poly coated prescription pills.
With time seeping through the cracks,
the object seems void of facts.
Staring down into the oceanic abyss,
as though there was no element of life it would miss.
It seems blind to all that's going on.
Can't see there's no point, it won't be long,
until he's overtaken and shown to be a pawn,
placed upright as a cautionary tale on the local churches front lawn.