Heron Oblivion Oriar
Golden
Lusterless fools fallen
Columns turn to dust
She stole my name
She said
"A horse, a fish, a woman."
Cities turn to rust
She dies a thousand deaths
Dawn rose
Up again perplexed
"Why'd you call me back here
Before your work was done?"
Dear now
You're welcome to repay me
To wipe back false tears
And fly away from here...
