Misery and Virtue Signalling

Imprints of time sparkle in shards of amber specks of home fleet in shine

Desert souls walk across sands, and glass floors heated to the touch easy on the knees.

Prisons of thoughts lassos inherited from muted generations of concentration.

Thoughts murdered at the stake.

Spirit police the murmurs of innocence forged into unwilling combatants as furnaces churn out ceasars.

Folded pathways leading into the night

Deserts where gardens used to dance freely by days light

Calming nostalgia, cries for Eden

Uprooting tradition

Unruling the seasons

Curved the wonder

Control the masses

Invaders from the deep, invaders of the classroom.

Universal treason taught and accepted in masses

Controlled opposition the saviors of the classless.

Furthering the rabbit holes where nuggets of conformity are buried on Easter

The clasps of holy hands wait protecting the common features

Churning the narrowness of the bridges that swim between us

Leaving baggage in wilderness that was sent to eat us

Flyers and sense of wonders as spirits play on the weak desires

Foolish fathers surrender the keys of authority to a widening gyre.

Sharp teeth that swim along the edges of temptation.

Sinking deeper into the pornography of the hearts deepest inclinations.

Birthing fruit toxic to the taste, and tasting to the lips.

Chameleons of the noon twist as we press on footing fragile and fleeting beneath us.

Calming in time where ignorance sings along.

Hallucinations of fairies tales chasing on strings we've been strung upon.

The part you love most.

The waves that crest.

The days that enter into endless nights

Fleeting wanderers on mountain-less coasts

Pack a bag

Stay a float.