11:30
The amorous melody, the reflection of serenity,
The incensement of hope. Bless my eulogy…
I’m sustained by blood.
11:35
The vast universe of no end, the mind exploded,
The neon lights’ glimmer. Seal my fate.
I’m the ash…gone.
11:40
Engulf my flesh ’til dusk arrives – the graceful shadows in a wild.
On the aching plane of crime divine,
An angel was indicted.
11:45
Identity to Judgment speaks. The lies in darkness lurk to prick.
By morality, I do confess: my soul you kissed, stripped…
I am livid.
Lift me up, my life in pieces.
Among the shards I am in tears,
Darkness is gathering my ashes.
Pontius stayed earless on my pleas.
Tick, tock…tick, and tock it goes…
12:00
The earth is raining, the wind burning.
My skin is crawling, redemption is calling.
Save me. Death is not my game.
This poem was first published in Kuwaderno Singko, the official literary publication of Saint Louis University.
Thank you, Krystian Wielgus, for the featured image.