now quarter the man I was yesterday
however should I follow?
this path before me bears no light
the earth under me hears no name
Quiet calls me to its feet
I lay down before its bones
Ice runs circles around me
it dances and beckons me to join
but Quiet is stepping on my head
I cannot get up
I am gone
Gone.
Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 8:28 AM UTC
now quarter the man I was yesterday
however should I follow?
this path before me bears no light
the earth under me hears no name
Quiet calls me to its feet
I lay down before its bones
Ice runs circles around me
it dances and beckons me to join
but Quiet is stepping on my head
I cannot get up
I am gone
Gone.
