strikes so abruptly trapping me inside a cavernous cold
nurtures so tenderly i forget i exist apart from you
you tremble with lust and loneliness as i fumble for your hand nonetheless and wonder how much longer before i fade away before you erase me watching you bend the time and space between us but not to bring us
my vision blurs staring at the expanse from the edge of it and yet, i remain where you place me withering but grounded like a tree in autumn in case there comes a season when you might want to rest in my shade
fine tuned frequencies lay at my palm expanding mind eager to strain the song. Notes undulating unearthing a setting tone. expanse fraying its end to trembling hone. Assembling home, to carefully move away. ascending the dome we fully soothe;sway. Playing with the darkness on doomsday. the globe centers its interest to true phrase.
Holy hell, this show is insane, riveting, complexed, nuanced, compelling, captivating, addictive, he proclaimed on Snapchat, Twitter, Facebook, wondering where the days went, wondering what unforeseen abyss swallowed him whole.
Time, what we have none of. Time which we have set up, Increments that run by, Only to show me my demise. They fly fly, like birds in migration. To the flock of fools, Then the time leaves behind a knock, An echo that flows to the start of our universe.