kindred implore

second of the Sun’s avowal
how will evermore avail us

in the vice of voided lovers
vying to profess one truth

for even now, through efflorescence
entropy exacts its fare

afire amid the hearth of sorrow
bidding earth and air adieu

in spiral stirrings
sold to silver

casting words
on withered morrows

heard and halved
unfolding onward

precious dirge

embrace me never

from afar

by stoic vigil