Burns Darkness

Blood mixes with sand
I spit it out
some still lingers yet
That soft metallic taste
Topped with hard crunches
between my back teeth
Or is that them
My teeth, crunching; clenching
Crumbling and crushing now
grinding into fine dust
Where once they were
Connected, by rotted roots

As we are here
connected by much less
Less than rotten fumes
Less than I; you
Or now, vice versa
As it (n)ever was

Yet we bend, break
Splash like a light
through this shattered prism
Lighting up empty rooms
Cast upon distant walls

Behind the brightest light
There are darker shadows
And here you are
Empty and more vacant
than a hallow-point shell

Whose dreams did leave
Once, to never return
And who is now;
your cities, are systems
Both calling and directing
Traffic; like dark symphonies

Whose streets are filled
with hate and love
Turned inside to out
and backwards to front

And there it was
Then and now; found
Empty rooms so full
as they could be
thick with a darkness
That could never be;
be cured, never nor;
Ever to be burned

Yet amongst them; I
hear a single voice
rising from the earth
Above even the grime

And be it empty
Or full, in warmth
I need only listen
To know the songs
that will the darkness;
Burn from distant lights