Loss

The fog is thick with the dragon's ash
Thrown down by the ghost way beyond the clouds
Heavens lie through their trumpets, with teeth
Their facade won't die, solidified

In bloody stars, in chasms
The forest's eyes open up once more
And thunderous tears impaling the earth

And filling our cups
The overflow, saturating hearts to the breaking point
In the books embrace

Lifting the soul
An offer to God

The blackened axe
In this blackened house of mine
Distorted systems are channeling love

A complete disgrace
A cave silence engulfs
Abyssal contemplation
Deep silence, the hole
The chasm