Sovereign I

Ghosts in Gray Rains. All along the rain swept street Crowed With Ghosts of Lost Sovereign thoughts. Shadows are carved hard, sharp by Neon Bars. My mind wanders in thick Forested parks of a Cites sick Heart. Built of rust blackened Mechanical Parts... they drip deep red amber... Thoughts drain into time, Past. Life seems vast until it comes short in a Blinding Blast. Life passes. As Ghosts waltz in Creations silent music Of firmament's trance. Winds cuts the flesh briskly troubles the autumn leaves to twirl. Light reflects refracts shimmering in Mythic Dance. All along rain swept streets Lights flicker in absent rhythms In a City Asleep, In an otherworldly trance Ghosts of gray rains drift in Lost Moments of Sovereignty…