Desolations Boulevard I

The world is avoid no new color just tones of ashes and soot a dark building sharp in focus softer vision feeling the displacement of time Like the MESSENGER's wings I sweep away the dust of time the dust of fear as this world collides no words can tell just sensations of frost-wintry white chilling are my visions a movie hall dark at night standing delicately in the shadows of a hard midnight harsh in memory soft of world hard insight dust n cobwebs my memory collects clinging to everything as my world collides my earth is in desolation tones of ash n bone aq dark city on the horizon, running, running... returning, returning to a stop along the seams of oblivion how long is this corridor of time lingering on desolation's boulevard as worlds collide