A Blood Red Moon on the Dark Horizon - Stream of Consciousness

together they stood
staring
breaking the formidable
forcing the hand
the roar was heard
for great distances
like a scythe
the star cut through the sky

any in favor
of the web developing
overcoming all
the smashed prize
of the ultimate boredom

a message left
inscribed into the rock
a slumber ended
in the ringing of the bells
a psychic power
emanating
deep within

the small and skinny
a joke
a jest
for the world to ignore
on the dark horizon

the moon
red to orange
a fire burning
in the distance
the smoke rising