the four horsemen

time becomes nothing when the four horsemen arrive
their hoves plunder you
and pound in you're alive
your tears and sweat you cannot decern
and you pray to some god
the chance to feel one more burn
you know that it's not you
it's just being done
you don't want it this way
still you choose
to tumble and play
i want you to know you're enjoying this blow
take it in like a wave
then let it wash over your grave
as you live you'll know them more and more as they come
but you can take it like your throat swallows warm rum
they leave scars on your flesh and grow silver shine out your scalp
one day you look down their hooves and your hair move the same dirt
your wrinkled feet kick
each horse from another direction together they thunder your ground
in a moment of stillness in furry
at once, you glare into all eight eyes
you see
and here your life lies