Razorwire—mind on fire
There’s no stopping what you never start
Telescope—seed of hope
Flames violently and comes apart
Teacups filled with footfalls
Left on tables, wait unnoticed
Empty stages, breathless windows
When the curtains move
You are ghostly recollection
Always leaving out the details
Drawing portraits on the floorboards
Incandescent gaze
Watch the key turning me
Hear the sound of clockwork winding down
Solar flare; see you there
In the places where the hours drown
Broken glass cathedral
Scent of meadows
Drawing inward
Are you waiting
Were you wounded
On the edges here
We are shadow—can you feel it?
As the Earth moves, disappearing
Growing smaller, and at mid-day
We become the sun
Teacups filled with footfalls
Left on tables, wait unnoticed
Empty stages, breathless windows
When the curtains move
We are shadow—can you feel it?
As the Earth moves, disappearing
Growing smaller, and at mid-day
We become the sun
