about an apocalyptic dream i had a while back. i think i might have even posted about it in the dream section, though i'm sure it doesn't sound as fruity as the below Very Happy

03-02

And so I stand
Like a knight at night
My savagery made sexy
By the dark
Walls around me will
Conspire with corners castling
To keep close my kind
Like Romans at a bath
Steaming in their own gossip
Picking at dirt that isn’t there
The mural that mirrors them
Sketched by Time in marble veins
To this I am an obedient observer
Like a judge by a window
An individual in the way of it all
Taken to a great height to see
The sun bursts and the rivers reverse
Leaving only me in the end
Crushed by the wait of the future
On the rocky ground of my past
Alone like the afterthought I am
Stripped to my soul in the now
And I wake up.