Breath, soil; breath and drink and bask in warmth
Slowly walk along the sentence that extends
The year before the year, the frozen and thawed,
Fruitless but alive with another day's growth

Under a mask and some ripples
An ocean of sky and foam of clouds
Wind wanderer, you and your tides
Must have been where nothing remains

Now it's not for enjoyment but for tolerance
Take it down with however many steps you need
Honey and water and age and some damnation
Take it down with however much frustration

Poison, desolation, feeling at the wrong time of the stars
Give me and forgive me until the final dawn
One more hour, one more hour for me and again
Time and time again let me take it down like fate

And I laugh in the shadows like a shadow
Brand new day until sanity catches up
Let me love; let me live until all is written and forgotten
A new day until the final unachievable dawn

Do we have time for more arts? Flow and clash
Thousands of wishes against each other
Do we have time for another one, another one?
Time for me to take your hand in mine

The glass of water shattering,
in my imagination and almost beyond
like everything else in so many ways
but not me, never me;
I am... the safety
I am the padding of the cell
I am the broken fuse allowing all the light to shine.
I am the possibility that smothers the fear in cradle.