What is the cause of this self destructive affliction,
turned backwards and dizzy,
off center equalibrium.
Vengeful clouds
showing soffits of light in the distance.
Laying claim to the victim of mayhem,
ones becoming.
Slow winding of clocks fade away with a drag
as the winding clocks chain hits the floor
with a sag.
For nothing is left but a pale reminiscence,
of a horseman left battered
from his very existence.