Burning thoughts
Find you’ve forgotten
Find me ill trodden
A somber ritual
An out of shape catch
Unlikely pair
Can’t call
Even if we knew what to do
Teach me what is best
For this
Settle into the upheaval
Over and again
Afflicted shapes
Raw existence independent
Unlike the sea
An apparent relic
We are younger
Redorent consonance
Unearthly glimpses
Become fragments
Of what might have been
Opening the door for another
What could be
Centuries moving
I picked visitation
Cheerless churnings
Thoughts a burning
Unforgotten though
Down trodden
Acceptance dissipates abyss
Screaming cats
Will pray for rain
Some cry for sullen knowledge
Eliminates the game
The earth is filled
With love
A bird flies through
The flames into above
© GÄ
Poétique 