The horizon, a blue embrace of water and sky.

Hungry, starving, bones showing through.

Clouds overtaking, seabirds escaping.

Raindrops, Heaven's dripping dew.

Time is slow.

Time is weary.

Flame above and scorched below.

Skin of metal, bones of rock, blood as mud.

Heavy and heavier still.

Eyelids dipping, following the light

into darkness.

Sleep beckons.

Resist.

Struggle.

Alas...I have no more.

Alas...into the pall.