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A fast horse.

Give me a fast horse

and dark purpose

and watch as I burn

down the night time sky.

I'll pull sack cloth

across the cosmos

darkening the starlight

and bringing the evening to a hue

closer resembling pitch.

I'll take a fireplace poker

from it's rest and raise it up

and poke holes to

let the light through.

I'll make new constellations

of pin ****** and let

you name each and every one.

I will always be here

as long as you never leave.

I'll always be true

so long as you always believe.

No one will ever hurt you

my love

while I'm here and alive.

I'll love you until it hurts

until neither of us can survive.

I'll love you in absence of light

and long after hope has died.

Give me a fast horse

and dark purpose

and I'll chase the dark from the skies

I'll track it to whatever dim cave

in which it then hides

and bring light to a world

full of outrageous lies.

And if you'll search me out

'neath that bridge on the outskirts

of our lonely, haunted town

I'll love you for always

for as long as I'm around.

I don't know if lost things

can heal completely once found

but I've been lost for so long

in such a state that I would

gift you forever for a song.

A sweet deal, should you

love me back

a tad massive in scale, I guess,

but serious as a heart attack.

Give me a fast horse

and dark purpose

my love

and nothing will save me

from the great waiting fall.

But, I'll go down with a smile,

I've been so alone, afterall.

Give me a fast horse

and dark purpose

a smile, a working of the jaw,

a hangup and an intractable law.

I have a loss, a win, a draw.

One ounce a hope my fatal flaw.

Give me dark purpose

and a way out of here.

Without you I'm empty of cheer.

An escape rope, to make myself clear

I've somewhere to be, somewhere I fear.

Give me a fast horse

and by evening I'll be long gone.

The curtain can close, finally drawn

around nights wasted in endless hold on

before the breaking light of dawn.

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Oct 12, 2024
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