As black feathers fall, <br />Awash with the scent of decay. <br />As blood deliquesces in ice, <br />Angels have fled to darkers days. <br /> <br />From the pyre, <br />Alight with the aura of chaos. <br />In this darkened hour, <br />Tainted blood courses through tainted veins. <br /> <br />The wings paid for by the falling of doves. <br />Slipping between the cracks, the reaper of oblivion masked. <br />The tree of the damned feeds of victims of the siren. <br />The labyrinth replaces the staircase to heaven.<br /><br />Raven Keller<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/forever-13/
