Moon bruised children jumping craters
Constellating sun-kissed supernovas
Survivors shadows pilfer victims vanity
Born to the tide
No rain check to escape the flames of burning lungs
Playing blackjack with crows
Dodging shots in Roulette
Learning acid hills seep through melancholy meadows
Spring singing homesick sonnets to sick artist
Writing riddles for the lost
Playing jenga with the found
Saints come to weep in rivers of hindsights grief
Souls of sinners drown by forethought's sorrow
