i knew a girl
she stole the stars
left the world bereft of hope
invaded by a pervasive anxiety of the future

all triumph over the past
fade away as feeble memories
constellations fed our mind with dreams
now decrepit, in misfortunate stasis

our aspirations die in a government basement
comply and affirm do not meander
we are all expendables, perishables
do not bother with my mental tempests
let the doleful hymns waft through the ash columns of my escapist sanctuary..