falling over
the edge now
washed
swept over
the waterfall's lip
panic
still somehow
part way down
sorrow
we hope
perhaps an angel
will save us
from that cold
watery grave
from every impending
blazing inferno
here now
some raving
everyone craving
caught up
lashed to this hazy daze
being here now
our razed future
seems crazy
I can't see very far
so much smoke
muddled mirrors
obliterating order
reflecting burdened Earth
a black and white path
remittance is due
committed energy
our earth and home
a big part
this heady tome
even vampires
are seeking light
so many of us
sleeping in our coffins
so often wond'ring
if winter's dark night
will starve us
wand'ring
this deviant path
nothing straight and narrow
viral passive praying
all that feral trash
lulling us to sleep
bury fear deep in the earth
some are brave
but we are lost
sheepishly
having fallen
over the precipitous edge
relentlessly washed
tumbling in this current cataclysm
fumbling we wake
with this spiritual calling
more hope than dread
a universal godhead
like shooting stars and comets
every steadfast mystery
such awe
fire and water
such a terrible past
breaking us apart
burning us up
with rocks in our pockets
sinking fast
choking together
bequeathed liquid life
our iniquitous waterfall pool
beneath that glacial blue
the red die is cast
those ancient runes
and hollow bones
frowning together
grounding the fool world
the crowning sun
blazing past
rounding planets and moons
like some omnipotent mind
like some goddess tool
like some prophetic sign
that has us on the run

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