Out living a lie
24 March 2015
Green nails raked the ground
As the gardener combed on
The moss-ridden land
Covered in nebulous clouds
My mind sought to soar above
Stone split in splinters
As hammer drove on heavy
Heaving with the might
Chest weighed down by force of mind
Imploded into ashes
Woodpecker carved on
Its beak relentless into
Soft bark that bled red
Delicate core oozed crimson
While iron cage survived time
Dark whispered to light
As crying voices withered
Out living a lie
Stale truth in form broke feigned bond
As mind outlived memories