No Common

Fall weather

War entangled

Smoke hits

Ceiling

Light cuts

Through it

Calls

Outdoor sounds

Insect fragments

In a field

Snakeskin under

Brush and rubble

The bunker rusted

Door is sealed

The water bodies

Iridescent

Up the stairs

Slow

I breathe as I climb

No signs of life

No hope

No common

No common

Find faith in extinction

No common

No common

Find ways

On fate

First to fall

Nothing at all

Is left

Is left

Vacant summer homes

Frozen patios

Peace talks

Gunshots

Common words don't exist

To keep us from becoming this

If you hear someone outside

You can hеlp

But you should hide