TOWN GONE TO SLEEP

There was distantthunder that was its.

Voice there wasblood.

Hitting the groundthat was.

A Creature's lifemelting.

In its time there.

Was air forcing.

Out to the edgesof that garden as.

Veins of a diverwho.

Shoots toward thesurface that was a Creature's.

Hope in it justbefore turning to see.

Ah there we lay.

There the desert.

Of the worldimmense and sad as hell.

That was hellthat.

Was a Creature'sheart.

Plunged.