Now It's Dark

from by Gothic Architecture



Thoughts above the mind of age.
New with promise, thundering rage.
Observing glass through thin intruding trees.
May their sticks be swallowed and night to be seen.
We are programmed for sensory.
Near futures; progressing.
Dark eyes will see.

Short term memory; fading confusion.
Arranging; there's no where else to turn.
Granite beneath our feet, walk with us.
And the sounds talk with us.
How will we escape these permanent structures?
Is there a way, one way or the other?
They will still be flawed, only now in another.

Dress me in ivory in a similar way.
What desires move space; yet another mistake.
With the moving hand gone, a veiled moon appears.
A swelling landscape falling into grey.
I can't promise you anything.
Is there a way, one way or the other?
It's all flawed, only now darker.


from Abstractions, released February 28, 2017



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