dark 13. silhouettes

Head low, head high

Red lines across the sky

Sold off, bought out

White lights in her eyes

I try, I try

And silhouettes smile

From corner shades

Meticulously cleaned

Our stupid dreams

And I, I tried

Finding lost in wires

Fallen silent spires

Mirror playing mockingly

Furtive eyes turn inwardly

And I, I lie

Fires in garbage cans

She has never fallen in

Spider's line surely woven

Far away and close within

I give, I try

Iron walls, waterfalls

Set in deep, set in low

Numbers cracked and yellow

Empty shopping malls

I fight, we die.