Tuesday, December 1, 2009

hearts are burning.

quiet lies and secret tears. wake me up, the sun is dying.

i have seen the earth tremble before me, i have watched the oceans quake. but never before have i witnessed, this sacrificial blaze. between night skies and earthen days, we wear black to bury the ashes we warily reap. and seethe and sow them into the grasses we then solemnly eat.

with vieing eyes, she doth pledge: the fire and water alike will burn holes through the veils you call death.