the last lonely night

in the silence of thunder ,
the darkness of lightening ,
the stillness of hailstorm ,
in the company of unknowns ,
i walked on.
in the closeness of virgin path ,
the stillness of time ,
the sorrows of happiness ,
in the emptiness of the mind ,
i walked on.

battered , bruised , impaired ,
not a speckle of fair skin ,
nor a fabric to cover ,
soles peeling apart thyself ,
the fingers numb ,
the chilly wind lashing ,
against the sombre face ,
hard , brumal , adamantine ,
flinty cold in the chest.
i tottered on.

towards ,
the only light , i had ever seen ,
the only feeling , i had ever felt ,
the only happiness , i had ever pursued ,
the only path , i had ever dreamed of ,
towards , the bereaved.

at last ,
when i could ,
neither breathe , nor feel ,
from my deepest core ,
summoning all that was there ,
i spread my arms like an eagle ,
fell on the knees like a worshipper ,
raised my head towards the eternal sky ,
and i saw , with my frozen eyes ,
the beautiful white moon ,
beneath the dark ghostly clouds.
i thought ,
i smiled ,
i fell.

and then they came ,
hordes , never seen before.
to feast , to relish , to gulp.
the skin was peeled , meticulously ,
the blood was sucked , hastily ,
the flesh was devoured , slowly ,
the bone was licked , greedily ,
but it was , elusive as ever.
so on , they went ,
peeled , sucked , devoured and licked.
alas , no where , was it to be found ,
and so , satan was send for.
yet he too , had a hard time ,
could not find the prized dime ,
i was laughing all the time ,
for the bloody morons in chime.