Friday, January 20, 2012


Blades of ink, outlast sand and sea
Within this beast, anchors stain the deep

Obelisk, to which I am enslaved
Tell me of wisdom, its escape

Black plague of expansion, power overruled
Your flesh to stone, a commoner left eschewed

Her pillars swallow, our hands from the gallows
Algol's eyes, blessed are the blind

Consumed by grey amber