Kiss me with deflating lips Beach body beached on my mind Fated errors in our minds rejoice At distance confirmed and hammered in
To lift a veil and see the wolf Corrugated eyes blend with the sea Of unthought masses watching TV Of the dark road, the foreign path
It's hopeless when your sleep Loses its pull, its fire to be What happens when legends draw their maps And don't mark the road you knew they'd make?
I know I'm too young to feel this desperate Never found the days that would keep the nights warm Never saw the glint to the Tigers bite Never saw the moon above the wave
Too old is an expression lost on eyes Glassy for timebomb putty Artists weary become manufacturers When ignored, when declined
Beach body, that's what I had, a belief in clicky thoughts Understanding caved in to knowing And knowing fell to fact,
I've built my way, carved in gritty stone That as sand my footstep knows I'll crawl forward, step by slip And follow the path up till the ahead.
A word on creation, and on walking paths that are aging