I take a solemn tablet and wash it down with fury

That spirited ache of midnight

The moon breaking bones out in the hall

All the unforgiving and unforgivable things

Line up like cracked dolls

The shelf leans left

The audacious propaganda on red and white

A clock still ticks in an attic

Time kept safe and hidden in a tomb of memories and dust

And I remember that metamorphic space

The broken glass and the blood

36 beautiful scars under the sun

Beneath the sunlight stars

By

Aaron Echoes August

Special thanks to Edge of Humanity Magazine for publishing three of my poems recently: Coffee Shop Rain, The Translucent Wander Pain, and Space Curtain. Please go check them out! Also, a reminder that my new e-book is now available for purchase: The Apocalypse Pipe. The print edition is also now available! Thanks for reading and supporting independent creators.