Pale shatterd porcelain

youth drains from view
into memories
best served cold

crimson gold flutters
in the ground's aspiration,
in it's hunger for the descending life

those who have risen
now return to soiled wombs,
laying down their spoils

buried hearts collect on debts
when the pale shattered porcelain
drifts down


veiled mistress of dreamers
casts her shrouds
to gain her reign

indigo seeps into solemn
twilight, erupting
in nightmarish splendor

bronze hands bleach during
absent hours of warmth,
fingers twitch, minds grow numb

blue buds rest in biding breasts
when the pale shattered porcelain
drifts down


bestower laps the life spilt,
the life seeping into silt
and miming bare stone

empty cages wither
under carnivorous ice
and the harsh southern sun

paralyzed claws scrounge
for skeleton banes to shield
from Boreas breath

land is a tomb turned out
when the pale shattered porcelain
drifts down