Encased in Starless Night

Sitting in my decaying garden

the moon begins to shatter

I fold my hands and bite my tongue

all my flora have started to shrivel

while the earth crumbles

I await a bouquet nobody promised

a ceremony I was never meant to see,

before wading into a ravine of my own malice

beneath the starless sky

as crimson petals spill from my lips

dripping into the gaping mouth

of this bottomless pit

creating a well of unknowable agony,

one I understand less and less.

All the heavens

solemnly watch

as I fall into my bliss of dystopia-

laughter as bets are made

before I’m overwhelmed

by the broken lyrics

of the angels’ chorus

my slowing breath snuffed by

the never-ending poinsettias

The petals fill my hazy vision

as I begin to sink

into the macabre sea-

The darkness is warm and sweet

like that of caramel

or licorice

the sweetness now savory

the taste becomes oppressive

yet its familiarity soothes my nerves.

I adore this blinding peace

the fading choir,

I wish for it never to end

this balanced suspension of calm

like floating in stardust

A storm bell rings somewhere far away

or maybe from nowhere at all,

I hope I’m never found

lost in my quiet corner of purgatory

I pray my wishes into the darkness of oblivion

as my timeless tears dilute

the empty night sky.