Besides gray,
I hear a voice,
Saying to step beside,
As a wall stands by,
Silent to the tragedy,
What a travesty,
Holding down a flower,
What a world that eats more and more,
I heard my ears ring today,
They stood beside on angels,
Dead dead deadly angels,
Barking orders like mad,
The ravenous things between your seat cushion,
The very thought can drink you whole,
In mind and in my mind the swirl and swirl and swirl,
Drowns me,
But I do not die,
How unfortunate,
the pale and pointless platitudes.