privy
to nothing,
inherently
oblivious-
naked,
no clothing.
empty
streets,
eyes of
the night
don't see.
mana
weeps from
the
tortured sky,
its power
creates
a
zoo like
primal cry.
obstacles
animate
and
steal
your breath,
space
confined...
so close
to
death.
as each
cloud falls
it drags
down
the stars,
the moon
and its
craters...
they
mimic
your
scars.