In the Desert
By the sea
under frightened skies
of shone past
and stolen tomorrows
stands your heart
alone by the damned shore
to love and last
it trembles just once more
for that which it knows
its only sight
in an endless flight
all too well and gore
moments which are told
and sold
of another day
another breath
failed by our prayers
in a silent roar
to a crowded death
nameless and faceless
and all too eager to bore
into our shameless
souls and our timeless
frozen core
forgive and forget me
and what not
and spare none
just like your sea
and your huts
as has Canaan
Caesar and the Three
and all the others
before.
