by 
All quiet on western waters
stagnant around the saffron cylinders
mirrored in the still, dead sands
of her Apache namesake.
In her hold she cradles
twelve hundred old souls,
still awaiting fulfillment
of Halsey's promise
kept decades ago.
All quiet on western waters
stagnant around the saffron cylinders
mirrored in the still, dead sands
of her Apache namesake.
In her hold she cradles
twelve hundred old souls,
still awaiting fulfillment
of Halsey's promise
kept decades ago.
Ramblings & Random Rants 
Leave a Reply