nowhere left to stand

strange days
are upon us. the golden light
has
faded grey.
there's blood
in the eye of the moon.
the wolves
are on the hill, listen
to them howl.
the world
has gone sour,
rotten in our hands.
the king is dead,
the queen floats
in the river
face down.
there are less
tomorrows
then there ever was.
there's nowhere left to
go,
nowhere left to
stand.