The silence bounds off the walls.
The vacuum inside is full of dust.
The midnight sky holds
A burning blue inferno.
The fire is frozen.
The curtains, shut,
Bellow in the still air.
The walls crumble to dust.
The silence travels out
In the dusty vacuum.
The full moon is fully shadowed.
The new moon is a white orb
In the infernal heavens.
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