Consume Me

Reveled in ancient times, words escape from the crevices of nature Through soils that many have tread The living and the dead Eat everything and take a great big look Something is waiting for you—someone is there for you The history of mankind will not tell you otherwise The vines of truth and peace surround your being You are something new and true And the words are willingly fleeing from my grasp Life is a spinning top—it spins as long as you keep it going Manmade trinkets are concepts of lives untold Objects hold energy that are more powerful than mere words The feeling behind the whole of it all is all too satisfying Listen to the breeze It whispers riddles that lift the spirits of the deep I can hear it calling Can you? Humanity has closed its breadth of hearing But they can always reopen! Consume me—let the fires of your passion envelope me I want to know everything I can before I leave this world behind I want the living and the dead to be satisfied in luxuries Luxuries of love, appetite, desire and cool water fire There is a secret rhythmic chord in every brain You must accept yourself You must accept your surroundings Let them curl all around you—let your heart turn from serpentine to Clear fluid Consume the waters Consume me Before the worms in the soil soak in what is rightfully yours The earth will be your companion Engorge what you may . . . but respect