Bad Wolf Bay
One heart
Behind the wall,
Three hearts
Framed in desperation,
Two hearts
Beating an echo
Because
The air is heavy here,
Burdened with the weight of those who've been.
Seeping through the edges, creeping near:
The tale this place has seen.
Windows stained,
Burned by a star now turned to ashes.
Hearts so pained…
Separated by walls that prevent these crashes
Of zeppelins into the face of Big Ben,
Cybermen into society,
War into monotony,
Time into space,
Tears into his face,
Life into death,
Last words into breath,
And love
Love into love again…
Because once there was
One heart
Shattered, broken, behind the wall
Then
Three hearts
Framed in desperation and words never said
Then
Two hearts
Beating an echo of light in darkness
To try and dry the tears
Turned to mist
Turned to weighted vapor
Of sadness
Of regret
Of loss
Of hope
Of love
Now echoed…
Ghosting
Here on the shoreline:
This bad, branded shoreline
Where, settled beneath
The surface,
Rest the footprints
Of a story in the sand;
Prints burdened with the story
Of
One heart
Shattered, broken,
Two hearts
Aching with words never said,
Three hearts
Echoing light
Crashing into dark
Crashing into sound
Crashing into love…
Love into love again
At
Bad Wolf Bay.
