Underneath
What I am;
What I was,
I burst out of the shell,
Burning to shred.
Smoldering paper
Is all that remains.

Burn it all,
The thought doesn’t count.
Burn it all,
It shouldn’t survive.
Burn it all,
Just save me from my memories.

Pushing,
Seeping,
Leaking.
It’s all tangled up inside.

Disintegration is temporary,
But the damage is eternal.

Streaks of rose-gold radiance
Elevate the scarlet plateau.
Through watching skies,
And ethereal cries,
The peak of the world draws near.

When all’s said for all to hear,
A hidden motive is made clear.
There’s no reigning power
As pervading as our fear.

A vast dark sea
Approaches overhead,
Like a distant diver.
The silent scenery
Swiftly slides
Into a world of noise.
Birds caw their warnings,
The wind rushes by,
Like a helicopter
Sitting too close for comfort.

As twinkling lights
Shine like starlight
Through a cold night,
I look for another calm
In this unruly tempest.

As my fears disappear,
Like a toothpick
Among the amber blades
Of fall-going beach grass,
I admire the excellence
Of the rain’s soft persistence.

As the sunrise’s claymore
Is the blazing creator
Of our earthly existence,

The moonlight’s spear
Is the slice right through the vein,
Revealing what we try hide.

Drawing out the vile ichor
Which flows through my veins.
Cleaving out what’s left in me,
And leaving it to dry.

As you’ve taken out my sun,
Only moonlight remains.
And with the rising night,
I enjoy glistening pains.

Laying newfound gemstones
Upon the fields of springtime citrus,
The sun rises once again.

We are here to witness
As the earth’s moonlight visage
Is burned away by the rising fire,
Leaving us free to start anew.