Dust to Dust

What is it
that moves the space between us?
Is it vain pride
that keeps us apart...

Or is it mere
vacuous proximity?

Night steals the soul
smothering the breath
extinguishing the light
Only to awaken in ecstasy.

Consciousness refuses to go.
Reality's youth
Illuminating sight
Inside mechanical fantasy

Leads on
until
another break....

Gripping curdled Heart
Dragged across scarred scenery.