Memory lane

29 May 2016

 

Shadows flee

Across wilderness

Icy fires

Light their frames

Bearing weight of twisted games

They run in sleek pairs

 

In between

There stands rubber tree

Its bark runs

Wild and free

With the blood of forgiveness

Token of freedom

 

Every step

Twirling on itself

Creating

Tidal wave

Absolution washing up

On the bare soul shore

 

I stand lone

On brink of kingdoms

Screeching past

Present times

Future of retreating crimes

My staff pierces doors

 

The ripples

Call out to temples

Giants leak

Children speak

We replicate our doom’s days

Carelessness our ways

 

Memory lane

Etched in the stem cells

Swirling voids

Progressing

The inner voice suppressing

Power of black holes

 

Reading of the poem: 

How Fortunate the man with none – Dead Can Dance

Xavier – Dead Can Dance

In Power We Entrust The Love Advocated – Dead…