rest easy in the dismissal of all things
rest easy in the earthen bowl
in the hollow husk
that once burdened the soul
the calcified halls dressed
in yesterday's tapestries
as sconces overflow with spilling wax
of lights extinguished
somber silent wicks watch
numb carpets and drapes of flesh curl
still the crimson fountains where
dries the sanguine pools of arterial aspirations
where vampires and leeches now starve
the windows close shut
the mirrors now shattered
that glimmered in this existence
once shared, now severed by the veil
that keeps its shadows to itself
and the bitter wind of death wails
as the last breath exhales
and echoes through the halls of my tomb
