O thou shall! And thou shalt not!
The grey , still darker, harkens forward.
Giants mimicry of persistent turmoil.
The light, dimming of noises unheard.
Unseen by gulls that so devour.
Minds collapsed in tunnels of progression.
Thou shall read thine lips and hear not the cadence.
Inaudible the cries that Gaia dost protest.
Silence in eternity. Sand falls unlit by wick or lantern.
Wrinkled papyrus whose ink is played.
A bakers dozen to the night and day.
Priests and keeps toppled in games of timeless absurdity.