12/30/19
I'll see you later,
See you later when the fire
Has fallen and high winds
Screech out.
I'll find you later
In the depths of the trees and
The damp cold of night.
All is lost,
When nothing is found.
Before the dawn breaks the engulfing
Inky blue,
We all find our sacred peace
Within the womb of space,
Between the dull beat of that
Stupid heart and mass
Of meat that is suppose to
Keep everything straight
And in its place.
I'll wait for you
When the first light
Sears the dark abyss and
The white tumuli of the eye.
It burns when the liquid salt runs
All the way down and into the deep dark
Ground.
It's time to say goodbye
For the new has sprung and
Time is ever moving
