A whisper of rain---arouse suspicion;
shovel into the dark---deep oubliette.
Drowning the Earth with unclaimed ambition,
memories; a forgotten---Juliet.
A scream of thunder---ignite subconscious;
buried them beneath our vitriolic
reflection of a monster---Atrocious,
human condition is melancholic.
A cry of silence---speaking acerbic:
Everything deserves to die---truth trenchant
response to the heartless; dead majestic.
Wasting away is---our only penchant.
Write tragedy on stone---oh gravedigger,
telling tales of our mourning petrichor.