Usurper
Soft bones
Towing celestial clay
Brutal, the fleshly vehicle
Screeching still
Along its dark an' ancient highway
Where infinite roads, crookedly knot
Tying bow, upon heavens bouquet
Never meant to be begot
Invisible...
Until our dying day
So, pardon me
The land and sea
An’ rapture me, their eulogy
As fading petal, a warmth to seek...
Upon ashen cliffs, of embered peak
For, heaven held in feathered seam
Formless pillows of life and dream
An’ so life, was left no other way
But for the stars, to steal our world away
For, as to the lesser
Cosmic ghosts, born in fleeting form
Our future, holds no clear shelter
Cerebral an’ shaken, a snow-globe left...
Cast, in perpetual storm
So, pardon me…
This humanity
Kiss my bright-eyed lark goodbye!
Let me sleep...
As the spring tides turn
Amongst every constillation, star
An' pinned-down butterfly...
For, every heaven held in feathered seam
Formless pillows of life and dream
An’ so life, had left no other way
But for the stars, to steal our world away
Copyright © Francois Hillebrand | Year Posted 2023
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