Please gods, help me get up Today it’s one of those days When I just want to lay all day Hide in between the sheets Fight monsters in my dreams They are nicer.
My highest point Hanging Abyss below me Fence fraying above me And what I'd do to see it hold When all I can see is the nails Come loose
The ground I once stood on Always shook For me who thought that the Sides of the fence were not meant To be joined And I who came to stand on it My zenith Before the floor stopped shaking And fell away completely
Balance Only a necessity for those who Choose an in-between Time will always run out Quicker for those Who try to hold onto The flimsy fence that separates Green grass From even more green grass One side gone yellow to the other And one side uprooted to the other
And the fence That always stood as wood Aging in splinters and mold Is still wood Until it comes free It is then scraps For whichever side chooses What use it is fit for Because sticks and stones Will break bones But sticks cannot repair Broken strands of bark Where blades of grass can mend In the sun
And the fence that sat there Performed it's duty Unstable on stable ground Stability withdrawn smoothly Cut when not on grounds Comes loose
Paint layers walls And walls layer houses Uncarefully placed In our carefulness Comforted in perfection unreachable
And what wisdom lays In a world that wreaks destruction On the weak foundations that we sow And the even weaker plants that we reap Fabricated Cheap An amalgamating mess Painted onto Thin fragile walls Holding up Thin fragile houses
the sky leaves traces of light on my skin the lunar plexus is singing I'm receiving these images from the future the missing steps of memory come between  us do not touch this fiery boundary cause you might melt me down into a sweet oblivion it's impossible not to love you from this edge of a palimpsest full of wonder