The Final Breath

Gargoyle Friend,
open your Jewelled Jaws,
to consume my end.

Trident drifters wail across
		forgotten scenes,
visions record the Blast.

Void and Soundless,
across unplacated waves,
we walk so cast.
To travel along, and not know why,
journeying is the Destination.

Death old Friend,
we partake of your elixir.

Life, forgotten Adversary,
we battle you in spirals,
downcast with hope.

Screaming dry upon our wings,
we fly through desolate eyes.

Wait for the Returning Dove,
the Cause to Die.