Sin

In a mad dream I saw once naught but twice

The failing dead lights of burning ice

A creature lingered on its breaking edge

Said once, nay, over and over, where is thy sage?

But all lay silent as the atoms themselves were torn asunder

Disbelief in their eyes, thoughts that echoed, Never, oh never

Crawling up against the red motionless wall

Crying, wailing, wondering if all shalt fall