One months cruel passage a harrowing descent
Each dawns reprise laced with fears bitter scent
The soulless bells silence a torturous prize
As dreads icy talons keep grip on frail lives
But then the veil shifts a glimmer ignites
A flicker of hope in this soulsphere of blight
The deafening quiet the serene afterstrain
Slowly it dawns the worst has been slain
The python uncurls its venomous hunger assuaged
The dark storm has passed the monsters wrath gauged
Reliefs warm embrace a sighs sweet release
For now the worst has ceased
Each day an ascent from panics black well
No pink slip arriving no righteous boot to expel
Just carts and cold tills and banal routines
A numbing cyclone where the soulless machine reigns