we had taken the road inundated by vines
to he abandoned hospital on the hill
there, we found a wrecked city
a church poured of perfect stone
its iron cross taller than the trees
a sword pinning it to the earth
hallways of broken ribs and shattered light
empty rooms and tired thoughts
latent in codeine bottles littering the
the elevator hanging cracked apart
a historic bell waiting to rest
in the heart of the new city
dark halls expanded with footsteps
the light still found its way in
every corner of every hallway
nowhere in the city was allowed to be absent of it
the windows smashed long ago
the doors pried open
padlocks broken
all the keys piled by the courtyard
with the burned furniture
never again to be needed
it's sternum ringing with the unfastening
of metal in the wind
we entered knowingly with
arms outstretched and
the trepidation of Noah
fording the black garden
About the Creator
Timothy James Lane
Sea Ghost
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