All That Remains

The prey for the predator

The fading last dawn

Carcass on the floor

Judged by authority

Living interpret my will

One stands

In water not of this mother

Wind wraps her hands around her ears

Broken glass intrudes anniversary

Knocking

No water will drown his tears away

No fire will burn like his lasting pain

No earth can bury his devotion so deeply

No wind can carry his desire so upwardly

No love will heal the broken heart of a forever hopeless man

Knock on the door of inferno

Dance on the back of a fallen man

It is not

© 2025 David Greg Harth

25.08.01.17.24.36@130BklynNYC

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