Age o' Town

Poems for a sullen age, lost in time... moonless and ungrateful. An anthem as a flood vanishing illusion.

"Eternity's still muddled.
Three centuries flew away...
To age us since now tired,
Sneezes, laughs, vanished away...
Old saurian tail was nothing,
But this icy frozen brain,
Our bodies' cells were melting,
To sail us back ocean's rain..."
Flood.