Awake to a strange bugging nag
A tick of thought nestled between
The dripping seconds that sway my fate
And thus, the world-- for men we stay
I crawl to silent rocky planes
endeared to noting but silicates
with blood I christen their timeless face
With this flesh of mortal deviate
And soon my bones will give you pause,
my blood will pool,
my skin pale, taught and gauze
yet where you stay, alone from life,
my soul will rise
To endless light
To end this night
Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 10:35 PM UTC
Awake to a strange bugging nag
A tick of thought nestled between
The dripping seconds that sway my fate
And thus, the world-- for men we stay
I crawl to silent rocky planes
endeared to noting but silicates
with blood I christen their timeless face
With this flesh of mortal deviate
And soon my bones will give you pause,
my blood will pool,
my skin pale, taught and gauze
yet where you stay, alone from life,
my soul will rise
To endless light
To end this night
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