2nd Sight (O/S)

 A helix of eyes walks concrete lives 

Laying bare the writhing of a single 
Vision vying to unite the blindness we seek
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Long Walk (I/S)

  


Crimson cries the moon shining behind a midnight 

Of a walker, wandering towards Absence 

Absinthe-the walk off the Road Where emeralds 

of curses wait to save you 
Obsidian laps along the side of the Road 
As the soul sinks into the moment
Meandering, somewhere in here is a Way
Toward a turning, burning off 
The flesh to inscribe the bone With runes 
stolen by a javelin aloft again
One day this urn will light no more

Swerving the aerial to burn again 
Dancing the delight & demise of Icarus 
Foreseen, fortune is no friend to what’s fleeting 
Seething the sight gestating, blindness 
Loathe to leave, lingering 
As a lover 
lying that they will stay