the night rivals death
shuddering to a stand still
she's in denial:
she felt the deaths of hundreds
through her ungodly pale skin

she is the static
to doubt that is ignorance
she will kill us all
because she feels emptiness,
drowning in all our sorrows

she's here for the souls

a/n
made up of two tankas and a five syllable line
(wasn't sure if our was one or two syllables; used as two in this case)