IV (My Mind Is a Prison)

swallow the truth

let it digest in your empty stomach // the lies of circumstance in circumference to the shape of the dead land.

the sky laughed unreluctantly as my skin turned to peregrine and my mind set to sea.

((magnetic embrace))

seasons change as the perpetual pendulum swings further and further away.

"between the idea

and the reality

between the motion

and the act

falls the shadow

between the conception

and the creation

between the emotion

and the response

falls the shadow"

the sun drowns just to shade your eyes from its light

the world wakes just to watch your lines fade

so i sat by your side. while stirring time burned the back of my mind.

burying dead // while the urgencies bred inside your bloodlines.

there is no more beauty in these burdens.

swallow the truth

let it destroy you.