no flesh, no bone no spine holding up a cause my name pronounced in passive tense in the voice of a ghost nobody to claim my gold it's all turned to dust and as i drift further from home all gone with a gust
pale from altitude architecture of a soul rugged cliffs, broken rocks peaks, slopes and valleys grinding plates below the soil standing tall in depths unknown fainting at the very touch of winds coming from above
you drink the poison our lies pour I drink it too in agony our bodies entwine for fear or love or neither one in unison we die held in each other's arms but worlds apart
transcending all manners of dimension time counting its passage by the rhythms of the world in an organised crescendo and the ephemeral speed of light in lieu of interference will forever go through the endless stretch of night expanding in a cosmic event horizon limitless indefinite mechanism holding the stars and graviting quarks aether beyond the skies
long growing in my soul the most bitter wrong threatens to dissolve the marrow to make a model from the shadows and hoping to elude hell I carved a marble smile and stood on a half shell veiled in artful wiles but still my hands are sharp and my skin is cold and all the glass in the world shatters if I say a word
I went too deep and drowned looking for a pearl, holding in my breath pressure burst my heart water filled my lungs the day went dark and it got cold pockets full of stones, I sunk