The Sound of the Lost
The star of the Eve's Glow
just landed.
I am pertified by
your guilty eyes
under a filfthy rain.
Who are you?
Who are we?
To choose
over the
rainbow
of some souls?
Speak to me
frankly
about being a godess
and how that
destroys you
and your everything.
Humanity lost
in the wind
of a lazy desire
to make people
love you
after crushing
their faces with the mud
of some dead animal.