This Granite Stone of Death by gennepher (poem)

THIS GRANITE STONE OF DEATH by gennepher

each way I turn

this blue of you reaching out

and yet, silence

trickles down granite stone,

this melancholy

of thought

walls

rearranging,

walls

always 

walls

paintings fading,

bewildered the room empties

brown walls

brown ceiling

brown floor

blood red roses

turning black

hanging their heads,

these decaying petals

falling

drop by drop

bleeding dry

this granite stone of death

the blue eyed child

of thought

opens its eyes

slowly

in innocence