How long before this has to end?
Unspoken words remain off route
Not only streel in the room, but lean in
You take your head out the oven
To see love decline again
How long before this has to end?
We talk, talk, and ascend
We climb above their upends
They only reach to our chins
Tread lightly over what we’ve maimed
May have put the imago into the flame
You’re down and out, on higher ground
Heaven’s on fire with a lack of sound
There’s things you need to heft
Before they weigh on you
Regardless on how you feel
Rid the ample gossip and gab
When frailty tries to take the wheel
Take the door and don’t look back*
You’ve found your peace of mind
You've found someone new to heal
Until they crack their jaw of glass

As the clock hit twelve, they came in
The poets whistle and hum a seducing tune
We'd sloom to the guns choking the highway
Or the flooding of limerence burying us
As the clock hit twelve, they passed on
The shifting lights from the odd passing car
Gives a prim reflection of us pulling our weight
Peaking over the farthest stretch of earth
For our last slim moments thoughts thicken
Great homesickness that cannot be shaken off
Begins to sink in with the stolidness
As we hover over the horizon
With our backs arched against angst

I'm sorry we've had to sleep on the ground for the past three weeks
Would you rather live in a place with such an unstoppable grief?
That's a harsh realm of parasites across the street
Piled right up your shoulder blade is concrete
They sadly noticed my silent birthday wish was wings
To leave from the entrance, of the air I breathe

As the clouds began to howl
More glorious than the gods
Of those evil neighbors of ours
Glory shows up
Exposes us
I’m naked here
Forsaken here
Strokes my ego
Echoes a hole
As the clouds began to roll
Into a thunderstorm
They shook loose
From the whispering fingertips
From the flickering flames
Standing in the sun
In the morning
We are new
To stiff upper lips
To crawling palisades

Filthy chins are heaving
Weeks in and weeks out
To see the daylight leaving
My eyes pointed south
As i turn in

With eyes that fully see and hearts that fully love
The cows and sheep and crept onto houses one by one
The city icily eyes the approaching sun
As the light crawled, it all began to awake