Appendage

the martyrs' dream remains unfulfilled, we race toward immortality, not having learned to live, searching for succinct sentiments, find only engineered impediments, more to being than just becoming, implement steps for resistance, movement a means, its own cause, strive toward a journey of sentience, penitents arrive equal, with patience they start again, the moldering pursuit of novelty, refine search to a science, formulas for efficient finding, standardization breeds stagnation, a wealth of words polish the surface, how to fill the void? exchange substance for volume, strain for purity of being, leave consistency an afterthought, stacking graven stones, to attain heavenly heights, smoke, mirrors, shades of the shadow, confined and constructed within walls, a finite dream, limited in reach, simile surrounds and symbols speak, when tongues have grown dumb, the assumptive arrow, has missed its mislead, mark these words, we hang ourselves in time, with the rope we have, sold the ties that bind, let us all hold hands, form this enclosure most familiar, least familial toe the line, unaware, then cross over, find peace, with out, [agape] is the school from, whence all thoughts are taught, awakening to a class, already in session, we know not what came, before nor what will follow, this brief period of consciousness, only that we must stir, to action those fellow students, who slumber still