Untitled Skies

Destruction,

Removing the skin from all things,

When the clock strikes zero

All will remain in their places

Blind singing,

Birds without a voice soar over the sunset

When the sun goes out of my way

I dont dare close your eyes and look back

Blackout,

Star extinguished in the grave of human emotions

When the moon decorate the stench of victory

Survives a dream that hurt forever?

Way impossible for the strong,

River of Grass as the cradle of weave

My body plunges into the silence is

What was once a paradise

how is your sky today?

Matt Vrenna 2012 ©