Untuned Soliloquies

Above our haunted graves
Ring out a melody stranger than strange
Our monoliths are going to scream
Dig out and claw and tear, unseam
Bit by bit, dream for a dream.

Around in an orb of wild reproach
They snicker and scowl,
Our demons, they howl
A tabooed subject they wait to broach
In No-Man’s land, see they encroach.

Its screaming, see
The wind, it screams
Hurry, go get those frozen beams
Of stone and silk and wakeful wails
And things better at hiding tales.

Inferno, it bequeathed to me
Monsters mindful, a melee
Of secrets, lies, strange goodbyes
Beautiful mistakes, each one that flies

Forgetting reason, ignoring cries.