If I put lines in front of you that rhyme,
And blast you off into the bliss outside of time,
And wreck you until all of the fruit is gone and there is only rind,
Then you see it was all a game to open your mind,
You’re mine
Fine, I start again backwards and bring you out into the rain
The pain dissolved upon three shots of finely distilled ecstasy left
Stained upon the carpet of lost years,
When
Without fear
You gave in as the Now seared your being
Freeing
Slavery
Caves, darkness, and chains
You weren’t always maimed
Cracking at the edges of your vision
Division overcame your frail attempts at whole
Soul, breaking through, when there wasn’t anything that could ever be anew
And now you see as I come
To the beginning where we are one
Lines are circles falling down
Rhymes are schemes inside a time
Unspent
Rent
Which I have in your mind
Brooding again until I see this wreckage of mine.
Anew Principium 