Ice Choir Afar
Strange words
The sound of another time
Away
Forever to cast out my eyes
(With a vacuous wake not too far behind)
Back drift
The blue it will shift, it will writhe
A gift;
The tropics ablaze neon light
('Till some manic wind, a hard push to the right)
What I need more
Always afar
White noise
Help me forget how to speak
THE VOID
Accepting of all that I see
(Collected thoughts, all scattered beneath)
What I need more
Always afar
Still longing for the reason
(Always unseen)
Always beyond my reach
