Purple Tears In God's Stateless Armageddon
Sticky silence Takes the world by storm Of lapsing nights Wakeful sleepers lengthens their torsos In long spasms of black anger Wrists still untied, ankles rigidly unbound Inexorably apart so far From each other's mimicry of fear As the fear overshadows fear In predestined shackles of purple tears... Sign in to see full entry.