Caves

Caves echo loud

but they ring emptiness

catacombic hallows of bedrock

hollowed by water and incessant time

their remnants reflect mystery—seldom heard

petrified in a saturating cold and thickening darkness

dripping spears of impaling wrath—suffocating for attention

they carve a loneliness that offers no real solution or warmer light

Don’t become a C.A.V.E.

(Citizens Against Virtually Everything)