Rise with the moonlight and walk with the dead.
Chase the dilettantes out of my head.
I’ve been caught, I know nothing at all.
Light the path where you want me to fall.
You want it all,
but the bellicose boy won’t take the fall.
You could seize the world and paint it red,
or stroll in the pale moonlight instead.
No one around to mind what we do.
Out come the things we know to be true.
There’s a thought that lives in my head.
It’s the one that I’d rather be dead.
I doubt it’s true.
I can’t stall the gloam.
What’s said and done is simple: leave it alone.
Bathe in silence and your heart is all aglow.
Together invite the dawn’s light show…
released February 3, 2017
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