November 20, 2021
Thoughts shaped in needles
Shards of glass like wine
Held aloft a razer
Dreams of self of mine
An overlay of two broken halves
Which from above look whole
Screeching to be apart
The forfeit of control
Sundered into slices
Suddenly down in deep
You wonder at an end
Source of fruitless tangled sleep
The sharpness in your chest
The roaring in your mind
A semitone removed
Divided and divine
Thoughts shaped in needles
Shards of glass like wine
Held aloft a razer
Dreams of self of mine
An overlay of two broken halves
Which from above look whole
Screeching to be apart
The forfeit of control
Sundered into slices
Suddenly down in deep
You wonder at an end
Source of fruitless tangled sleep
The sharpness in your chest
The roaring in your mind
A semitone removed
Divided and divine
Thoughts shaped in needles
Shards of glass like wine
Held aloft a razer
Dreams of self of mine
An overlay of two broken halves
Which from above look whole
Screeching to be apart
The forfeit of control
Sundered into slices
Suddenly down in deep
You wonder at an end
Source of fruitless tangled sleep
The sharpness in your chest
The roaring in your mind
A semitone removed
Divided and divine
Thoughts shaped in needles
Shards of glass like wine
Held aloft a razer
Dreams of self of mine
An overlay of two broken halves
Which from above look whole
Screeching to be apart
The forfeit of control
Sundered into slices
Suddenly down in deep
You wonder at an end
Source of fruitless tangled sleep
The sharpness in your chest
The roaring in your mind
A semitone removed
Divided and divine
Thoughts shaped in needles
Shards of glass like wine
Held aloft a razer
Dreams of self of mine
An overlay of two broken halves
Which from above look whole
Screeching to be apart
The forfeit of control
Sundered into slices
Suddenly down in deep
You wonder at an end
Source of fruitless tangled sleep
The sharpness in your chest
The roaring in your mind
A semitone removed
Divided and divine
Thoughts shaped in needles
Shards of glass like wine
Held aloft a razer
Dreams of self of mine
An overlay of two broken halves
Which from above look whole
Screeching to be apart
The forfeit of control
Sundered into slices
Suddenly down in deep
You wonder at an end
Source of fruitless tangled sleep
The sharpness in your chest
The roaring in your mind
A semitone removed
Divided and divine