Temporarily

A poem of defeat

It rained in my shadow, temporarily,

shortly, as the light blinked one time, two times, 

three...

Silence screamed avidly

pushing back savage oblivion.

Try not to remember - temporarily -

holiness, wholeness, nothingness...

There is turmoil within my shadow,

satana, lux, 

failure!

Windows to my heart crumble,

echoing broken notes among rusty strings.

There is hell seething under the skin

of this handful of steaming

soil.

Light another nail to hammer in the veil

of darkness, over remnants 

of sun and remorse.

I kneel before this anomaly

that reflects my soul.