Ulcerate
The Dawn Is Hollow
Forbidden to see the evident
In fires immersive
Demolish the myth of permanence
Imprisoned by inward revulsion
The dawn is hollow
Failing to distinguish between life and death
The iconoclast’s separation from meaningless decay
This adornment trivial when we will all burn
Deception interwoven in poisoned judgement
Transfixed by illumination
Last steps to withdrawal
The dust cannot settle as disorder persists
The iconoclast’s separation from mеaningless decay
This adornment trivial whеn we will all burn
Toward a bitter end
Reckoning with the aftermath
Of a future left wanting
What once was whole
Now shattered into pieces
Lacerations are the sign to relinquish
Foreshadow immiseration
Toward a bitter end
Unceasing dereliction
Unrelenting decline
Desolation is the arc of life’s motion