A massive blue calendar
Charting the age of apocalypse
The occupant marks the nodes

Maps the lines of terror

Across the city that keeps shifting

Spectral bicycles speed and ride
The fog devours and spits
New geography of the mind


Prostitution in memories
Secret desires without redemption

The past implodes on itself
The return to the womb begins


The sea came in at last
To claim all that is hers
The sea came in at last

To flood all sorrow and pain