Saplings

Whilst the dream were a murmur, the dreaded scars openly dissolved to a calcified memory, to a screen with regenerative appeal, the juvenile deconstruction.

The salvage to protest on an embarking, the alone, tears of reissuing fade, into a monochrome mercury, of purging rehydration, filters own vain.

For eternal decay, brought forth a destructive lash to the sorrowful mind, neglected no-more was the score.

A fear and embalming tension, those imploring worms, evaporated to a red blood sky.