The last Supper

Cold drab day and frozen souls,
Overcast sullen minds,
Joy lost amidst dreams of death,
Heartbeats though immortal not,
Sentience soured and corpus bound,
Yetlabor's vain demand,
To dispatch and purge,
Horizon scoped,
Framed prize,
Still life,
Fingered fire,
And the immortal gift of death,
A release from the tyranny of time,
Fallen bones,
Tied by meated strands,
Maggot filled gaps,
Dogs sup,
Vultures cleanse,
Earth fed.