A day

Desolation; burning revelation.

A smell of wrought iron, the creation reduced to a purple cow; brackish meat raw, the stench befoul.

The Sun exposed a dim blood orange,

The last of fungi, and the last of the sporange.

Dew evaporating, a final sun.

One last day has begun.

The shadows of storms bellow across the sky.

Unfelt rain runs dry.

land exposed, starved rock;

everything is meat & livestock

a requite jest to the adiem, collapsing the stadium.

death to these walls in chains; screaming echo-less calls remain.

a angel falls through the sky.

One day a new rolled die.