Skies Like Fences

Hold the blades beneath a tongue

Erratic yet precise, profoundly capable

I have no patience for facades, nor tolerance of gods

Who think themselves immune to penance, to karma

I saw everything crumble right before your eyes

Confessing to anguish no one could reverse

Order subsides below the static skies

Confining a body, desperate for the earth

Life should never be finite, structured and designed

This path a procession for a futile wake

I sought to guide you out of lands divine

So carelessly leading demons to the lake

No, I reach up to the sun where the stars used to shine

Are we drawn to the flame though we know it will set us ablaze?

You’ve been drifting through forests, passive as the trees

Submersed in illusions, fashioned through defense

I am the wolf who stalks the shifting breeze

And the ritual hunt, through madness, I commence

You stood silently staring out at the debris

As the monarch of fable, future cast in doubt

Though you were fragile, through the atrophy

The faintest of smiles danced upon your mouth

Now that I know you wanted more

Now that I know, I won’t see you again

No, I reach up to the sun where the stars used to shine

Are we drawn to the flame though we know it will set us ablaze?

You were the constant, the anchor

You were the shadow of her

I saw her life in your smile

This is the path she would choose