Last Dance

and the stinging rains will come

and slide through slits and jagged cracks

and turn the withered ash from white to grit and grey

and put out the black smoke fires, one by one.

and the rats will skitter and screech and scream

and their teeth will snap and crush and grind

and you will say that it cannot be undone

and turn your face away from the sullen rubble that remains.

and now your mouth is a slash

and your eyes are stained

and you have the hands of a sinner

and this is the last dance, the end, my love, good night, goodbye, forever.