Explosions of Grandeur

I need the undoing, need the aftermath

The cold water slap, the narrow hatch

The stairs to where the stars collapse

The great unknown, the great relapse

I need an ultimatum

In red-rimmed constellation

More than a realisation

A clean transfiguration

I need more than words

I need more than words

I need the return, need the violent edge

The wake up call, the hidden ledge

Take me to the entrance, to the scarlet thread

The one-shot arrow, the sacred pledge

I need the truth verbatim

In waves of infiltration

A brave approximation

A hallowed reformation

I need more than words

I need more than words

I need more than words

I need more than words

I need more than words

Affixed to meanings

More than sky and ceilings

I need more than words

Empty pages bleeding

To contain a feeling

I need those airwaves, the pen, the tongue

That nervous laugh, the setting sun

I need an answer, thought I had one

Oh, I need an answer, thought I had one

I need more than words