Echo

days Consumed
Into the nights,
Hold fears and
Shadows cast
Asunder by a Moon’s
Weeping light.

“Hark!” quoth
One soul lost
Trembling into Streams
Hacking away truculent
Dreams
Waking only a seconds
Tic-tock.

Crowing light ascends
Above rolling gullies
Apprehension seeds
Into empty
Stomachs, putrid
Repeat…