Dawn of Nihilism

The shore rises blurring the lines between endless sands
Winter weary wardrobe
Only sown
To the dreary day without light
Confiding with the winds before the dawn of nihilism begins
Poisoned horizon
Perfume intoxicating sleepy soldiers in a rancid line
These tears of red wine
Flowing like the lifeblood of the cosmos
Whence cometh thine eyes
To gaze upon this rotten path
Whence cometh the rain
To drain
The stain of existence by drowning...