ex nihilo nihil fit

melt away 

into the sheets of nothingness

and give in to the ultimate 

ultimatum. 

forgiving and forging 

is forgotten.

and the hearth that drives 

the eclipse

is lain in rest 

and as the east gazes forward

the western slope frowns 

upon the city of angels 

and forgets the pacific 

passengers and whales.

and the sun-glazed the atlantic

as of the sun was alive and the 

world would end that night.

lie in wait, and it whispers

soft lullabies of the 

paper grasshoppers and 

clay cranes,

creaking crickets and smelted sage

and as the stars join the circus

and the twins begin to dip,

the waves drown the dried out names

of lovers who wished to stay 

if broken hearts could leave a shame,

the coast would bear the biggest grave.

golden graces glaze the sky 

as the dark begins to engulf it all

and whisper in the name of fame

promises of hope cannot be made

wish i may 

wish i might

forget the clouds the call the night

terrorized, fierce and mangled might 

promise to forget the drawling fright 

and drown me in forgotten flight.

last breaths gulf the earth

into their lungs with last spurts. 

pangs of torture drawl out

while lovers lay and lie about.

across the field of forgotten wheat 

lies a willow where they meet 

to forswear the fire

and gulp the beast. 

beg and kneel for a last reprieve 

reproved sinners 

crave repatriation 

while the sun sets 

on the last day.