laying in the darkness of my tomb
I hear you come,
the earth vibrates to the sound of your horses hoofs;
Perfect rhythm, beating out my name.
But still I cannot call, cannot scream –
‘I AM HERE! I AM HERE’!
The earth devours my words.
Only my eyes are free –
To cry earth rivers of tears;
Then you are gone, far into the distance,
not knowing you have trampled on my grave.
And the earth vibrates …..
To the beat of my broken –
Löst and dammed forever soul…
John Anthony Fingleton ( 2015) © (Löst Viking)