Firefly Eyes

Flames burn, in these sunken skull eyes,
and fireflies dance in their hollowed caves,
flickering shadows rise and fade on the ground,
a shadow ball, the bugs attend,
death casting it's spell, over a weak head.

Gravestone grey, these teeth that remain,
rotting corpse, hold home to smaller bones,
snakes wrapped around the spine, and
wolves pecking at the marrow.

A dark ritual is this, the mountain death,
no trace or memory, found of this face,
and on these flames burn, these firefly eyes,
entertaining the feast of the wild,
these firefly eyes,
dancing,
in the night.