Champion

Slipping ever further
Splints giving way
Shadows clawing at my feet
How can it be possible to fall so far
To think that you've seen the end
Crashing through barriers
Seeing into the deepest depths
Bruised blues turning to black
How can I heal
When I keep kicking myself
With little to fight back with
I can't help but wonder
What's next
Cheer me on

Dead Bonfire

A glimpse of creation
Purest energy igniting the air
Catching kindling in a hurry
Licking limbs in good time
Flames that grew
Birthed by betrayal
Sewing seeds of doubt
Eventually stoking the fire
Then fanning the flames
Of discontent

But What If

But isn't this what was always wanted
To be no more than needed
Never allowing oneself to be complete
Otherwise what would be the point

But we can't help but ask of ourselves
Why would someone do this
Not to someone else
For that would cross unspoken boundaries

But to themselves
Destroying every aspect
Every particle of being
Until nothing remained

But debris
Just remains of what once was
And then do it again and again and again
Without learning

If repetition makes no sense
An answer is in reach

Completion

See infinity beyond probability
Never explain your lines
Never pretend to be a Woolf
You'll get found out

Stick to smoking on the sofa
Contemplate the next kick
Keep moving
Curbing an axis

Great liars with greater minds
Writing in riddles to hide
Sharing pain to keep it secret

The watch has ended
Lights flickering in change

The spirit cannot be hollowed
Not by the user and the habitual inhabited

Don't follow blindly
Dictate with ferocity
Write a map with ink not pencil
and follow it

Keeping The Ground Warm

I rode the giant for far too long
Living larger than I should
All it took was one quick move
To shake me off
But don't fret
I'm down here in the dirt
The dust may be cold
But the ground is bountiful
I'll bide my time

When the worst becomes an option
Fill your pockets with rocks