Frontline Picket Fence

Years surpass our track of time
Diminishing through the intervals in the sidewalks
A biting breeze going beneath bedroom doors
It's a proportional issue
Felicity must be atoned for on the scales
Abstracting time from our hands cuts even

The nights chill wind dispirits you
Thieving the warmth from your breath
Until there is naught left
Consume this sedative when the clocks closure comes
In hope to replenish your serene states
That never will be
They never were...

A blast from the exhaust
Igniting the air about us in red
Into this flash we fall
Staring and wondering
Stopping and calling
But no one is home to succor this
They wouldn't bother if they could
No ones home to hear
That the planes are closing in on the shores
War is not a nightmare flickering from afar

In a charge of moments
We all go up like flares
Deteriorating into a black nights sky
Falling apart like the far away mourning
In a flash of seconds
We will all go up like flares
No one can choke this flame
Edging down the street up to our feet
We are all getting nothing

In this hornets nest of enemies biding time
A catacomb to feed on us
They are feeding on us
On us
I'm ascending upwards like a bomb
Catching the walls on fire
Saving us all from synthesizing with alone

As night strains our eyes
We gasp and struggle
Reaching for breath
But nothing...
Nothing is there for lungs to tenure
They sucked the air from the space
Putting us face down in body bags
Arranged like dividers
Swallowing this lurid disorder
Declaring it's a measure towards satisfaction
As we marched forth to satisfy demands
Nothing...
We found nothing
Downing this baleful stillness
We are regressing from this emptiness

Our hearts have been penetrated
We can learn to breathe
Tubes and circuitry suspended from the chest
Affixed there amid the procedure
They put an end to pretending
We are not all detached
We are not......
"Follow this far away!
... Don't listen to the words I say! .....
Run far away!
Far away!"
Ending this proposition
Putting a stop to pretending I was pretending
Apprehend the phrases that I'm saying
Don't run away...
Don't run away...

All this war has not passed
Fastening to our shadows like shades
I'll hold you close
And there's no turning back from this embrace
We'll go up like flares
And never fade away...