Of everything bent by wind on the earth
You move the fibers preserving my worth
Where have I gone with the questions I pose
And can I allow them to channel my prose
Subtleties hiding are harder to see
But that doesn't mean they are not within me
Show me the image beyond all of this
Far from the shadows that blew me a kiss
Cover my hands with the warmth of your touch
I need to feel it, I need you so much
Soften the edges afflicting my mind
Speak me a way I can verily find
I want to rest at the foot of your door
'Neath all the doubt I don't have anymore
Waiting is nothing, let patience attest
The time it has taken makes life my request

Here we are, knee-deep in each other's Hell holes -



preying.

A heart attack mentality went coursing through my veins
The ****** gathering adjourned and scattered to my brain
I felt the weight of heaviness crescendo all at once
But hadn't the capacity to offer a response
But then the moon ascended on my shoulder with its glow
And helped me hum a lullaby it taught me long ago
I feared I'd be incapable of singing anymore
Of holding out throughout the day the melody's encore
I made it here, the night has come to keep my veins in tact
To stabilize, defibrillate, to seize the course's path

I knew before we ever spoke I'd never have to hide
That it was you to whom my lonely being had been tied
I put my feet upon the road that led me into you
And though we couldn't comprehend, I felt you feel it too
You took me down the windy path that showed your every part
And when our light was bright enough I raptured to your heart
I let it keep a beat for me too many times to count
Relied upon it's rhythm which I could not live without
I learned with grace to carry you, the only love I could
I hope you know you taught me this, I hope you understood
Remember me entirely, remember when I can't
And beckon me, but silently, my head awaits your chant

There's only so much blood to spill when no one knows your name
The whitest knuckles taking on a whiter sea untamed
A middle ground of higher thought is secondary now
And every stair that led me here has disappeared somehow
I don't know why my hands are not complacent by my side
Or why they have to raise themselves with grossly heavy pride
For all I do is watch them break on everything they touch
Correction brought by discipline has proven not enough
Subservient to battle scars my body hardly claims
Capricious, blue and never set on anything but change
If all the people cease to be I wonder where I'll go
And who'll be the receiver of the punches that I throw

oh cradle rest upon the rock that balances sustain
a back and forth reality is hiding in my brain
forever's here, i'll never go much farther than i've gone
at least when i am focusing on everything that's wrong
i walk, i talk, i sleep, repeat - substantially secure
but numb to almost anything that hasn't been a blur
i've coriander colored skin, the scent is present too
a dying shade of seeded fruit that cannot be consumed
and if you bring me where you go i'll take up all the air
i'll wait until your lungs fill up and we can go from there
with heavy breath and feet alike, my circulation slow
i enter new mentalities my body doesn't know
upon the breeze of subtleties i hold the hands of time  
i close my eyes, begin to feel myself become a *child

See, everything I see before I open up my eyes
Has made them calloused to the days and passing of the time
I cannot find a way to hold the things I held before
And what I have in place of them won't matter anymore
If this is it, I want to leave, I want to walk I mean
I want to take some solace in my memory's machine
I try to keep a steady pace but tread with heavy feet
The gravity of moving on - the source of my retreat
And yesterday is running now and I cannot keep up
But I will let the blisters form before I drop the cup
The pain is gone, my body's free from every kind of ache
The thought of you has settled in, you weren't a mistake

☼
As all the fury of the sun was put inside the moon
The sky was lit, a starry sight, a petrified maroon
And now the dark is like the light, the earth is spinning still
The people go in circles too, their sleepy heads to fill
And all the voices gather up as language is explained
The mystery that once had been is openly disdained
Familiar now and understood, the bitten tongue will bleed
The zealous cell in every drop is coming out of me
I put it back inside my mouth and fight to keep it closed
But there is no assailant here, I'm already exposed
The sun is night, the moon is day, confusion - rationale
And be there blood among the two, it spilleth all around
☽

These sticks and stones are made of bones for I am of the earth
And everything I ever throw was welcomed at my birth
I will not speak with tired tongue, these matters will not sleep
But be there some hypocrisy, my words will swallow me
And if they do I'll make them choke until I'm fully gone
The louder parts I'll lodge inside, they'll hurt to drag along
Consider it necessity, a claim I chose to make
I'll justify with every breath, I'll bend until I break
My memory will suffocate as both my lungs collapse
From bone to ash to earth again, I'll live again perhaps

From corner to corner I'm holding the wall
I'm clenching my hands, I continue to stall
But where are the colors it once had sustained
They're probably lost, only shades have remained
And gone along with them are days at a time
The hours have shaken me out of mind
Yet somehow I stand in this body, awake
Without ever sleeping, I call it a grave
And corner to corner I've measured it all
I've buried my bones, here inside of this wall

In
searching
all the earth i did
not expect to find
A soul within a world that's
a complement to mine 'Complete' is not
the word that elucidates my head But puts me in the
lantern with the dimming lights instead You're painted in the
foreground, i begin to disappear The rest of me converted
to another hemisphere You knew that i was
dying, i had said it once before
()()|()()
So pluck me from your eyelids, i won't say it anymore
The ink has bled in veins and I'm left without a trace
Without a single outline or
dimension to my face
By walking
on its edges
i discovered
how to fall
To find someone like you
and lose the meaning of it all

So how many words 'til you ruin the plot
Convince all the people they are who they're not
:
You may be an army that purges the mind
But what are your weapons when tested by time
:
For envy will widen the path that you're on
And cause you to number the lives you have won
:
And if there be motive aside of your own
Allow it to wander then leave it alone
:
That is when death has much more of a chance
When no one is watching, it asks you to dance
:
And as it accepts every slight of your hand
Your freedom is taken, replaced with demand
:
The things that were told you along every step
Are what you will use to redeem every theft
:
Collections continue, the army in droves
A walking commandment, a conquering prose

Have
people's minds become so thin that thinking causes pain
Subdued by every common thing consoling them insane
Transparency has found a way to take its toll on me
But I am here to welcome that which causes him to see
That I have woven far too much with strings that do not hold
And what I've caught inside of them is meant for letting go
The spider said he'd take me in and fed me my own mind
A web of lengthy subtleties diluted in my spine
I crawled upon them long enough to change the shape of days
Pretending to facilitate the others in their ways
But somewhere in this head of mine I tucked away your voice
The only sound that anymore can bring me to rejoice
The note, a key, in which I place the contents that remain
A map upon the lines I crossed but won't and can't
sustain

Taking what is infinite and giving it an end
Hidden in the infancy of tactical revenge
Spoken well, a tone of voice can change what you will
hear
A solid message amplified by every kind of fear
And as I die to everything, my reason lives to ****
The rest of what I petrified by hand of my own will
And driven further once again my words become a knife
To cut away the weaker parts that never sounded right
Committed now the rules are gone and I have made my own
They're based upon the things I dread and places I won't go
If this is madness, give me more, I'll take what I can get
Degenerate my memory and force it to forget
That I have been beside myself for many Falls to count
Unsettled then, I've settled in, no need to walk about

:
The weight of what I'm carrying is heavier with you
the bruises on my back are turning black as I turn blue
This body once a ticking clock is losing track of time
and now the only hands I hold are breaking both of mine
The keeper of my tendencies is shattering my bones
subjecting them to rulership of everything he owns
The only things I haven't lost are pieces of my head
the thoughts forced into dormancy because of what you said
And they have been my hiding place for longer than I know
though entropy displaces me whenever I do go
The journey back to where we are is always just the same
exasperating both of us despite what you can claim
I want to leave and so I stay, my reasoning will prove
that it is here, in front of you that I dare not to move
.

everything that's simple is so empty when it's changed
delivered in a way the ones who listen are estranged
to bear the thought alone, from such a tilted point of view
will relegate the truth and make it malleable for you
but it won't lose its potency, no, nothing will be lost
the only ones affected be the people it exhausts
they'll find a way to punish every judgment on their own

...
..........
....

a testimony certain when its spoken in that tone
and proof will be a metaphor for what's inside their heads
the thoughts that they awaken every morning from their beds
"now tell me what you're seeing so that I may also see"
and quell the curiosity that's stirring up in me
the waves will not be violent and in time will not exist
a placid sea of sameness come and no one will resist

Come walk around the earth
with me to justify its truth
to hold it in the way you walk, in everything you do
...
..
.
And as your feet begin to bleed from wandering about
you'll feel the weight of everything you carry coming down
It's in the fall, the season too, the ground is turned to clay
we tread this time more heavily, the months pass like a day
And when the mud is thick enough we'll put away our will
beneath the dirt of what we know's impossible to till
.
..
...
For you and I this doesn't mean that we were never here
but rather we had chased the
wind in which we would appear

I can feel the numbness, it's coming on again
and gradually depleting what I did not defend
The sources they are many and all of them verbose
cacophony symbolic of everything they know  
They're speaking in a language they thought I'd misconstrue
but I have been decoding by watching what they do
Remember how you got here, I ask myself a while
and more so why you stayed then, to go the extra mile
But when I pose these questions, I start to hear them quell
their little tiny voices in hopes that I will tell
I've surely been too careless in giving out my words
forgetting they are taken the moment they are heard
But if there's no reversing, no backwards other way
I know I must continue and say what I must say

Oh how the people have wearied the sun
Caused it to shine on the things they have done
Everyone's burning inside of their ways
Awaiting an end that will come to their days
And so many children are looking around
Trying to save what is left of the ground
But earth is no match for the hands that are small
And those who they fight will inherit it all  
Then once the transmission is made on both sides
The characteristics of youth will outshine
Like rays in the sky and beyond what is seen
Return to the sun as its luster and sheen

I've gone around infinity and learned enough to know
that numbers with such attributes are only for the show
you cannot sum or shape the time to twist into itself
and thus I lay and ask the whys I find within myself
_____________
uncovering then letting go of what I can't explain
the moments that I cannot hold are not mine to contain
and as I make my way inside of all this scripted void
I find myself at time's dispense, a human turned a toy

ive burned my eyes a thousand times
my tears are hot, my skin is dry
the rigid lines upon my face
are filling up with empty space
and i don't even try to hide
im past the point of asking why
ive known it all along you see
the cause of my despondency
to be aware is not enough
you mustn't only call your bluff
im holding on to something true
my faith establishing its root
a thousand one is coming on
and likely thinks that it has won**
but what is time against the tree
and layers of eternity?

i wish that i could tell you everything you need to hear, a sound coherent message that would travel through your ears

i know that if I listen you will tell me what to say, and so i close my eyes, begin to speak without delay

the fear will neither stop me nor put needles in my mouth, and time is only present so I can't not let it out

i might be repetitious but that serves a purpose too, in marking like an accent all the necessary truths

so carry any lessons that belong inside your hands, and meet me at the corner where the ground is made of sand

for here you'll find the water that is buried but contained, and should you pass the cup to me I'll take in what remains

continue on ahead of me and I will watch your back, make note of any voices that can put you off your track

remember what you told me and then fight to not forget, the road may be unyielding but your walk's not finished yet

When everything that's tangible distracts your lonely head
And weaves you like a tapestry on someone else's thread
...
You'll find that the embroidery will never seem to match
Designs that were original, the bias is the catch
...
What was in the distance transformed when you got close
And yet you tried to view it as something less morose
...
Possessive with your senses, especially your sight
You caught the kind of blindness that gives itself the right
...
To walk around the edges, periphery askew
And look to aberrations to tell you what to do