Epilogue

The rain fell in on the wood named a puddle,

on my chair I sat with blank eyes so blank a sheet of white,

kicking up sand as the winds tugged at my shirt sleeves,

My love Burns,

Battered as a heartbeat at a slower rate,

torn apart in a hot debate,

those steaming words so quickly kindled,

fires woven by thick gloved hands inferno chasm kingdom of hate,

dervied division,

My Love Burns,

Mind in a circus gym,

competing for the razors slim, of how a face can show a craze,

or digging fingernails, she sees illusionary worms eating the tips of her toes,

and a sphinx archaic decay one broken nose is chipped,

My Love Burns,

A woman at the penance box, to drag a family round Salem’s lot

the pious sing a raven’s cry,

of all that’s about to die,

below a world condemned,

the secret’s closer in the dragon’s lair,

the darkness carved with lights the other side and the combative turns within,

My Love Burns

We told the golden lies of common man’s hope,

and sowed the seed of one who saw the greater end,

friend’s held hands to carve a hidden slice of heaven’s scent,

a crack in between hell’s corrosive toes, to hide an imaginary side,

My Love Burns,

Cause we’re on the road to nowhere,

a happy bandwagon religion’s dissenters,

there is no tommorow and wasn’t a today

in a goldrush they ran with slated pans their minds in their hands,

only cutting casting shadows of meaningless rabble

My Love Burns,

And I’m crying and I’m grinning

cause we’re losing and we’re winning I can’t tell the time

and what’s the hell in a watch,

they blazed life’s trail, I’d rather fall off,

the dice just came out this way,

But he’d rather fetch a clock,

just embrace the maze,

My love Burns