Array

 Dark grey halls ; scattered skeletons

shadows that gleam across the room

distant cries of endless nights

dancing upon the moon

souls in agony

resting uncomfortably

lying to suit the mood

ring in ears

forgotten cheers

downing us in gloom

Sheepless forts

descending west

time drifts away

To some sweet lagoon

Peering glasses

seeing nothing

despising loads

raising rifts in derision

cackling coughs

bounties lossed 

ceasing my own existence. 

by: Bernice Bowling