Tape face shut.
Mask over the sky.
Smoke from the single puncture
That reflects in my eye...

Hazy red light.
Blue in the distance.
A pull that grabs hold of me
And i follow without resistance.

The yawn of the abyss
Shines deep below us,
And we have learned enough to not feel a thing amiss--
Birth of the tomorrow,
Doe eyes of liquid sorrow,
Terrifying dawn,
Helpless injured fawn.

Goodnight on the day.
Good morning to the space
Between what wishes well;
And well wishes;
Hello to the dusk
And hello to the dawn,
I greet you,
Yelping,
Fleeing from my brood.

You have no ears.
I know and still scream.
The sky is dark.
And the moon is pale and lean.
Barely casting a shadow
Or a glow
Luna prays with us
And we follow her lust.

Wax the crier.
Tar the martyr,
And look up even higher
For life to barter.