A New

Sky Towers are tripping now.
Heavens are
Dripping far.

Towards the Eclipse of those winged, I stare.

Dripping burns, but do beware
Of the hunger
When it hungers.

She stares with some puckered face.

Globe swallowed and no more blaze.
I can see a crevice, ’tis such a sight!
They shine the gold upon this grey and fright.

I am saved now!
I am saved.

So hurry to touch the light
Before it runs.
Before it shuns.

Must escape from this hunger.

Somewhere from the sky, mortar
And gray recall
Spill over all.

But do not wait; you will die.

A breath, no longer a cry.
Although the passage
Is swelled without sage.

Who am I to know that I am crawling?
Crawling, crawling like I used to know how.
Chaos and Torture,
I commit
To you.

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