lights blaze on distant horizons in failed halos
circling like vultures
in the tumbling dawn light,
their eyes fall frozen through the mist and rain
i await the obscurities rising out of the fog
a man at the gallows
a man at the gates of the abyss

my heart is a burning silo
now the grains of these days
churn to
tar and
soot
clouds spill gasoline upon
the remains of
our cities
and from here it looks
like strange dinosaurs
on fire
bellowing
in the hissing heat

we brave the storms
while our lands fall
into the sea beneath
the pandemonium
of the sun
...and these nights
have brought us
something worse