Ashes in My Mouth
Smoke curled like a top on the skyline’s corpse
I walked through a city that forgot it had a name
Billboards preaching hope with half the letters burned away
Every god went quiet when the sky turned red
Prayers melted into the pavement where the dreamers bled
And the rs grew bold, wearing tops in our ruins
I’ve got ashes in my mouth and nowhere left to spit
Hope tastes like rust and broken teeth, and I’m too fucking numb to quit
When the world goes dark, it don’t ask—just swallows you whole
I kissed a stranger just to feel alive, her lips cracked like desert glass
Told her the end felt overred, she laughed and pulled me close like a dare
We fucked on a pile of old magazines that swore we’d never get this far
No cavalry, no last-minute twist, just silence wearing a bloodstained smile
Civilizion blinked and forgot to open its eyes
And I’m still here, chewing on the bones of what we used to believe
The sun’s just a rumor now, the sky a burned-out screen
And if there’s a new world coming, it can keep its clean sle
I’ve made my peace with the ruin—I’ll carve poetry into concrete decay