( author's note, I know I'm writing to a ghost town, I get snubbed, but here goes anyway)
    
Aftermath


Everything covered
In a rim of dull rain,
A dark train pulling
A cab car of ghosts,
A vivid night dream
The color of rust.
A half jug of wine
Spilled on the floor.
A decorum of ghetto,
My shadow ceased moving
A half-life ago.
Your eyes chasms
My tunic of rust.
A storm pyre peacock
Of dust metal soot-
The walls have all fallen,
Corrosion of weeping
In an acid bath rain.
A scale sheen of darkness,
Helsinki in ruin,
I seem to twisting
Like an rusted *****,
A photograph curled
In a darkening room.