Rewinding the clocks
2 December 2016
Tick me strikes
Clock me from afar
Withered hands
Grasping Time
Gone though we have come this far
Ending in blind war
You paint me
In feathers and tar
The joke spent
The dream dreamt
I have no reason to sleep
Eyes express dissent
Blazing rays
Ignite fading scar
Is this all
That we are
The eyelids scorching now weep
For more we were meant
You raised me
In black chains kingdom
The mind stilled
Overkilled
Paper joys and lies distilled
Like venom of dark
Hidden spark
A love shining bright
Heart’s delight
Out of sight
Ringing through my brittle night
Cradle for the right
Hark now hear
The oncoming rust
Red powder
Speaks louder
Voices nearer to the crust
The rumble now clear
Nurtured talks
My flailing embers
Bringing flame
To my name
Sacrifice the worthy’s fame
Rewinding the clocks
Reading of the poem:
War – Poets of the Fall
Dreaming Wide Awake – Poets of the Fall
Locking up the Sun – Poets of the Fall
Choice Millionaire – Poets of the Fall
Cradled in Love – Poets of the Fall
Carnival of Rust – Poets of the Fall
Rebirth – Poets of the Fall
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