The Rhythm of the Night Beats like a Skull

 

Savage tongued fairytales

A murmur of flesh-tone nightmares

Calls you to the windowsill

To view this concrete snarl

 

Stained-glass illuminations

Cast shadows through the streets

Crucified dreamers beg for

Secret voices to pierce your soul

 

The buildings are big among the ground

Swallowing the yellow-red impressions

As the sun sinks into the past

Ghosts of a sepia-tone jungle

 

Rhythm of the night

Like drumbeat on a skull

Feels like a four day bender

Waking up alone

 

A moment filled mystery

As the streets rise up

To

     let

           you

                   fall,

                          again

Reviews

[Complex Disaster]

Good stuff, it's vivid yet it still carries undertones. Awesome ending too, great write

[Lily Mae]

It's those secret voices that pierce the soul that get you every time.. :) Another great write...xx Your imagery always takes me there..x