Love of the Fall



Romance is dread

Lightning strike
Tower ablaze and asunder

I set out to reach the highest place

Rain on the wind,
sweeping clouds across night
A slip into flight

Again the last time I will fall for grace


No, reanimate

Leaves parted from trees
like a sea of red
to cover the grave where I lay dead
no more

I shambled in freeze
and to my core

Pain is just, a sword
The only you have said

As you have spoken,
I, promptly unmade,
will forever carry it above my head

Then I searched for the steps to resume the climb
free from the shackles of body and time
Drinking deep of the void from my bottomless cup
I must hope what comes down can also fall up

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