I’m going to blow this day apart, add fire to the sun and lay waste to every particle of dawn until it bleeds incandescent hate into the night, stealing splendor from the stars; murdering light-years of hope from cold stones lost in the void eons ago. Flatten each moment into a string of coalescing electrons searching for a charge and finding nothing but the caustic burn of my unforgiving failures. It wasn’t on purpose, this war waged, just a stumble of longing that led to devastation; the charring of a peaceful world throttled into rebirth, hopeful Phoenix searching for familiar skies. #sunrise #heavyedit #birthday #39 #oneyearleft #clouds #sky #morning #poem #poetry #writer #writing (at A War)