Ruins

Send us Fan MailRuinsAnd tonight the stars are deep in the March dark and cold, the distant skies, sparkling, each in diamonds of time, yet still in the heavens, of the past that winter continuesto tightly hold.For beyond and above,what lies below, across the forest the edges, shimmering in blues, opalescent and silver greys, the abandoned rooftops, the crooked, sagging, and unanswered telephone lines, the church steeple,points at the clock the tower, the forgotten echoes, the hourly life of abandoned and former [email protected]