Silence meditates in the skeleton city
A place where metal mountains
grasp for an iron sky
Only to crumble. Crushed by the dome
of earth which rumbles, rattles
and shudders away all that sings green.
A rain falls and makes white noise
of the spaces between. I dart
from cover. To cover, coat hissing.
In this place where acid cascades from the stars
styled as sheet music printed in fades.
Shades of colour fill the deep breath of silence.
Inside the pauses, I am hugged by silver bones.
I don’t feel so alone.