Worlds Collide
Dawg
Twisting, turning in empty space,
each evolved at their own pace.
Worlds revolve unaware
of other realms existing there.
Dragons soar in a blood-red sky.
Demons dance and angels cry.
Elves and Fae hunt and play,
believing it will stay that way.
The thin membrane of the skin
is all that holds the spirit in.
While that membrane starts to tear,
the residents are unaware.
Heaven, Hell, and Dream Divine
blending as time unwinds.
Dimensions breach and bleed as one.
The Awakening has begun.
When there’s no place to run,
no way to hide,
we can only watch
as Worlds Collide.