I do not write,
I only play;
God will resolve the dissonance
Someday.
Today's triumph,
Tomorrow's fight.
Dark longings soon will luminate
Delight.
Each hot desire,
Cold as rock,
Becomes a stair to doors I find
Unlocked.
See not to taste?
No, taste to see...
Old poison is a potion now
That frees.
Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 5:40 PM UTC
I do not write,
I only play;
God will resolve the dissonance
Someday.
Today's triumph,
Tomorrow's fight.
Dark longings soon will luminate
Delight.
Each hot desire,
Cold as rock,
Becomes a stair to doors I find
Unlocked.
See not to taste?
No, taste to see...
Old poison is a potion now
That frees.