In thee it flies, down thee it sighs
There got thee back to the leap
of graceful nihilism we dwell upon
of forgottened veil unfolds in.
Confessed, the sin invites.

In me it strikes, down me it ties
Cuz’ ain’t you a stranger too?
Absurdity afloating back and forth,
Alienation flattering be and not
Nauseated, the chestnut tree sprouts.

In hell it inane, down hearth it ablaze
Until the sprakle’s all but gone
Not in the way off the grounded What
But on the sheer of That it is
Unhindered, the cradling halo fades.

In blue it prattles, down black it blusters
Can’t the passenger paint a red eye?
Sailboat shivering on the sea
Salvation shotting at the sky
Stumbled, the fallen angel flees.

From a whisper sinking so close away:
Here’s a flight doomed to fall
a leap led to lost
But I’ll show you how