off to nowhere leads the brush
and cold against the sky
a freight train runs a midnight rush
and here are night, and i.
i thought in times before, i saw
footsteps behind my trail
but now it seems the minotaur
hung blackness on my sail.
the fates, they saw my cord and sighed
they loved me through one eye
but in their hollowed skulls they knew
the haste of my demise.
Nov 1, 2015
Nov 1, 2015 at 1:21 AM UTC
off to nowhere leads the brush
and cold against the sky
a freight train runs a midnight rush
and here are night, and i.
i thought in times before, i saw
footsteps behind my trail
but now it seems the minotaur
hung blackness on my sail.
the fates, they saw my cord and sighed
they loved me through one eye
but in their hollowed skulls they knew
the haste of my demise.
inspired by the lovely a.e. houseman