See this world Action, reaction, twined in memory No choice without scars No choice without growth Spirals into fractal lives Forward Onwards Stumbling through the action Reaction Recovery And this the hand the guides guards shapes the bonsai trees And keeps them whole
I need to stop making up songs on the way home from work… I keep forgetting the melodies. 😛
Take this pain of half-imagined never-afters, salted earth and clinging strands of nightmare. Take this pain and bind it, chain it, burn it to the page. Unmake the world one letter at a time, In blood, in ink, in will alone; Fire-bright and frozen. In a thousand voices scream against the silence, the all-consuming nothing,…
Those graveyard dogs, Who sit and wait, Put not their faith in tattered fate, But lay their hearts upon the stone, And keep to this one truth alone, He will return.
And the end of life, Looking back, Across the canyon of time. Crying to the world, This is I. And the echoes of the songs, Are the songs that we sung, Long ago, From the far end of the canyon.