Welcome, welcome all! Look at you
visitor, battered with travel and ruined
with hope. All so out of the place
to pay homage to the greatness leaving you
white-faced. Caught in your footrace,
your head seems as looped as
your well worn shoelace.
Yes, you have arrived at mount recollection.
Go on, begin the escalation. Ponder not the
endless defamation of your past love written
upon the rocks you slip on,
or the evergreens holding against the winds yawn.
Oh, look at that horizon.
It’s beautiful, I promise.
Even if it’s melting under the heat of your love fueled furnace.
Now now, there is no rest for the wicked, and
certainly no work for the baited. You came to attempt
some silly resurrection, you best not
wonder now. You decided this climb was
well inside your intention, and only a soft
kiss from the pale reflection of your pursuit.
Is she further up the passage?
Waiting, eyes wide?
No, moron. Get it together.
Try not be so lost you star-crossed pointlessness.
Just go on, step by step, and don’t be conquered
by the odd foothole that’s a doorstep into continuum.
Yes, I know it stole the ground you walk on, and
in better fools, the route their souls would escape by.
Honestly, it’s only half a lie, this sentimental dye
cast deep into the wounds of your destruction.
Oh, look! Up ahead in the distance!
It’s… it’s…
Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
I’m almost hoping you’ll fall.
There be not a call for you, unless
your referencing the maddening
squall of your predicament.
God, can I taste your phantom withdrawal.
Well, goodbye all, and really, thank you.
To be a witness to the babble of fever dreams,
a gift that won’t subside in end day regimes.
It’s a pleasure far more rupturing then the nuture of our screams.
Oh, and little mountain goat, try to not hurt yourself.
And realise, crippled elf, you’ll find your way down this
mountain and off the worn lovers shelf.
It might be the circus tumble of ample trouble.
Or, you’ll come to your senses, accept the
peak is ever so far and just too high.
Endlessly dangerous and mortally whereby.
Whereby a love takes a most glorious dive.
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