desert mountains

these mountains
are only the remnants of the earth's
bones, that are stacked
like collections of fallen giants.

at night
and during lighting,
you can catch a glimpse
of these graves after
each and every strike
made by a bored
and angry sky.

the thunder speaks above us
like we are nothing but ants
in a world
built by the hands
of something we'll never comprehend.

everything is loud
but we hardly pay attention
to anything
up above us anymore.

the decaying bones
of these mountains
will continue to build
in the color of rust,

always,
as we move in closer
for a better look
the next day.