pt I

she dances
on moonbeams
flies
upon the thermals
like a sparrow
dives
through the aether
like a dream
given form

pt II

the road was laid
brick by brick
cemented together
by blood and lies
unevenly paved
paid for by tears
none
who walk alone
on this empty road
can hope for more
than hell

pt III

the soles of his boots
have worn thin
the same can be said
for his mind
his soul
his hope
he walks
one foot
in front
of the other
no destination
just ever onward
forward
never looking back

pt IV

ravens
sit on the branch
weighing it down
unblinking eyes
watch her
routine

pt V

she dances

shining brighter
than the stars
twinkling
in the sky

pt VI

how long
has he walked
time loses meaning

here

pt VII

more and more

the branch dips low
as the murder grows
in
silent congress

pt VIII

two subtle missteps

he falls
to the cracked pavement
tries catching himself
feels
the bone snap in his wrist
pain shoots
like bare wires
down his arm

she stumbles
barely noticeable
as if
part
of her dance

pt IX

the sky darkens
as clouds
roll in

pt X

the ravens
watch
patiently

as the rain
begins to fall

he keeps walking
towards an end
he will not
recognize

she dances
to a song
no one else
can hear

neither knows
the other exists
but
they know
something else
must

in the hushed darkness