Abriel

Like tyrants assembled with tears
Trembling like a tomb,
singing quietly to myself-a restless statue.
I am as empty as the ocean.
As void as space.
My blind eyes scream in silence,
So this eternal echo will be known.
Given to the foils of time,
And shattered like plate glass-
I freeze within the fire.
Darkness now lives at daylight,
And shadows turn to the ghosts.
All that shined is hollow
I imagine unconsciously.
...

That is all.

She likes to fart