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The Blinds of the Beholder

We’re sitting here staring
at a world without direction
no poise, no providence
no one to guide us on our
path to redemption
without the means to dive deep
into pools of reflection
we’re stuck sitting here, staring
at a wall with no paint
no source, no scene, no strength
what colour has no name
no reason to be
no reason to feel
what colour has no point of origin
what shades hide beyond our eyes
beneath the world we hide behind
we’re sitting here staring
at a voice we cannot hear
at a sound we have to come to steal
a note chosen for the brightest of hearts
a voice beyond ours
beyond the stars up above
beyond hope, beyond reason
and yet the voice cries
treason
and yet, we are still here
staring
at a thought that has gone astray
we move in tandem to bar the way
for thoughts written in thoughts
words written in words
a blur upon blurs
unlike the spell
and most unlike the spelling
where this will go
there is no telling
we’re sitting here staring
out the window and at each other
the eyes are open but we are not
the bodies are broken but we are not
the mind has awoken, but the world has not
now is the time to empty yourself
to empty the cup
to empty the think tank and block that shit up
accept only silence in the form of a riot
flood the halls of oppression and bar the gates
we’re sitting here staring
at a world without fate
the human condition
and a road built upon ruin
the voice of the voiceless
and the mind of the mindless
the road goes ever on and on
but not without kindness
we’re sitting here staring
we’re sitting here staring
look into the eyes of the beholder
glaring
sit idle as the flames burn brighter
and continue to stare at us
as we sit here staring
steaming
stronger
bolder

Enabler

Pulled apart by all that is pure

The seamless takes form

In my mind I find no reason to linger
no will to carry on
in this time, this place
this empty space of a mind

I join my forebears in madness
the fabric of time makes its mark

And I am broken in two
it’s not the anger
it’s not the unfulfilled desires
it’s not you

it’s not the mescaline
it’s not the ambien
it’s not the voices in my head

why would I want to live like this
why would anyone

Trapped in a vortex of delinquency
desperation and self-loathing

I digress, to nothing
nothing seen, nothing made
nothing ever gets done in this world
nothing gets answered
there are no questions
there are no truths but the one

god is a lie
your god is a lie
if there is a god, its name is death
and they are not the only ones
the pantheons, the families
the unrivaled darkness that lies within us all
the hatred
the scars

the destruction
unbent
unbiased

raining down on the unjust
and the unknown
and the unkind alike
and the unapologetic
and the only way to get by
is to get by

to trudge down a muddy road

On the way to nowhere

it’s tragic
to know the fate of everything
and to do absolutely nothing about it
what a world we live in
what a time to be alive

what a pale horse

what time do you get off

The Long Night

In the long, lingering moments before death
the gods come to you
they speak of terrors, they speak of night
of the long march we all have to make
life is but a footprint in the annals of history
and the gods bring news of what lies beyond
of what lies beneath
a song of unknowing
a comedy of errors

the words that come to us at the end
when the skies fall, for the last time
they are laced with opiates
imbued with the horrors of a dark past
plague bearers arrive en masse
to serve our remains on a bed of steel
as the cosmos bows, we are unmade
once more

and once again, in all this chaos
through all the noise you’ve heard before
a pallid rider appears on the horizon
bearing news of a sullen horde
marching, here, and now
to bring our world to a close

horns are heard from east to west
and the distance draws in
a song of silent breath at your back
why move forward when your life is forfeit
why bring a torch when darkness has won
one misstep in the Age of Man
tragedy upon tragedy, upon calamity
and we sing on into the night
endless, and unforgiving
all of this to save the living

this is not the world we fight for
this is not the light we seek
the world has fallen before
and yet we find ourselves at the edge
abandon hope, let go of reason

the madness has come and we are but pawns
the kings and queens of old are laughing
freedom to run, freedom to live
freedom is to know the past
to honour the future and the now
something beyond life
outlawed in this world of woe

freedom is treason