The last wolf hurried toward me
through the ruined city
and I heard his baying echos
down the steep smashed warrens
of Montgomery Street and past
the ruby-crowned highrises
left standing
their lighted elevators useless
Passing the flicking red and green
of traffic signals
baying his way eastward
in the mystery of his wild loping gait
(Source: fezzly-addicted, via cumbercrieff)
Pokémon meets Disney.
(Source: donthatemecusimbeautiful, via cumbercrieff)
Kochia Hill, Japan.
(via skeletales)
The sky bleeds as,
Her crimson tears fall,
(they) Burn through stone,
(they) Burn though air,
(we) slashed her living hair,
(the) suffocating brown & ocha,
Replaced the breathing green,
Replaced the breathing life,
(we) punctured her skin,
Stripped her bare,
Given all we needed,
(we) Stole all we wanted,
(she) was abused beaten,
Unconcerned we failed,
To reach out & help,
To reach out & weep,
Every man, woman & child!
We drained her dry,
Left her children to die,
Left her to cry,
Like crimson droplets,
From the sky.
I see all the pain
that the world has
caused you, and
you know I can
take it all away.
I’ll fix everything…
shred every little
trace of it and make it
just right so you can
make it through the day.
Without me, you’re empty
your heart is broken. But
Women are like the law of physics. When you think you got them figured out, a new theory rises and you need to rethink your Universe.
Six waves upon the shore,
Sixty beats a minute,
As water picked at rock,
The wind pulled at hair,
Now, there is no hair left
& the rock is wearing away.
My heart dose beat,
The swell dose swirl,
As ships sail on,
They’re coming now,
Soon my ship will sail,
To an infinite sea,
Beyond our world.
I ran as the world spun,
From the darkness that was gaining,
The sun was murdered in the sky,
I dart between manmade tress,
That hide the dark behind false suns.
Through the forest,
Into the hills of brick and tile,
I jog beside the ancient ghosts,
The ground below paved with black,
The darkness still coming.
I tire now as I slow,
In sight of grainy mounds,
And vast grey plains with moving crests,
I stand transfixed,
I run no longer.
I laugh with transparent friends,
All twisted and macabre,
The darkness looms,
No light on offer,
I die inside.
Metal horses I do ride,
Glass tress I climb,
Tears and sorrow,
My companions,
Darkness all consuming.
I see a spark,
A fiery smile,
An orange glow,
Fights back the dark,
An intense soul ablaze.
My dear young nice,
Alight in this deep dark world,
May I stay with you,
Be warmed by your fire,
Just for a while.
You shine so bright,
In this metallic world,
Watching the sun being born,
Over oceans alive,
Oh, to be young again.
Dear uncle you say,
We all have a wick,
Waiting to be lit,
Come with me,
I will show you the fire.
She leads me dancing to the sanctuary,
The building shines bright,
With flickering flames,
The glow of life,
In all that attend.
The golden statue,
The wooden cross,
The earth underfoot,
It does not matter,
The pure still shine.
The darkness rears,
And burns away,
I feel warm again,
My reflection beckons to me,
A small tiny wavering flame from within.
Days go by,
I return to sanctuary,
I talk to people,
They talk back with trembling infernos,
Candles in the dark wind.
Some blow out,
They wonder the darkness,
Never seen again,
Some burn out,
In a flash of flame.
The body cremated,
We are sad for ourselves,
But joyous for them,
They are free of the darkness,
As my dear nice says.
It is her I thank,
For the flame that lit mine,
For without it I would be,
Alone in the dark,
All but dead.
