patina eteRnity

The patina locket on a chain dangles from a cold grasp,

Tick tock it haunts a man, as he begs for one last gasp.

Flickering lights with shadows of greed and crimson drips,

Floors on checkers with bottomless traps and endless dips.

Smoke filled lagoons wrapping around a boney steel trail,

Steps that grip the feet cement into fur off a monster's tail.

Eternity calls for an unrested soul, echos of her silenced prose,

Everlasting rage crash the gates and bears solace in a final pose.