Tune the giants
make their backs
show the landscapes
stars and the planets
We welcome our
overlords, guardian
angels and perfect devils
until the novelty runs dry
And we stone
the sinless creators
each one bringing truth
wearing the wick of our extinction
So I toss, aimless
My missive missing
leader killed in action
dream in absolutes
denydenydeny
untilimademigoddess
of unrealest nature
my stones become rose petals
patterning the ground
in pinks, in whites
in blessed yellows and greens
last ditch determination
In my foolishness
I wake and forget everything
sweating as a million lives
fade and the night quiet as ever
