I think I’m writing song lyrics?
Who would choose to be rescued
Do not prolong me
I remember the day
It felt timeless
The skies were empty lots
I wanted a Magnum opus
But it was me, unfinished
And I I witnessed
Like an effigy
I stood in silence, a bedside artifact
It was an obsession that gripped me
And I wanted it to release me
Call me what I am
It was the terror that whispered to me
The terror that unfurled like candlelight
I saw things changing and I couldn’t stand it
I felt my future unfolding
It was like a rare grace to me
To vanish without tracings
Some nights I swear everything seems unsurvivable
I unravel I unravel I unravel
Life impassable
But the terror passed through me
I was a weird child adrift
And the universe listened to me
Consumed by the fear of discovery
I’m an artist by necessity
Who would choose to be rescued
Do not prolong me
I remember the day
It felt timeless
The skies were empty lots
I wanted a Magnum opus
But it was me, unfinished
And I I witnessed
Like an effigy
I almost walked when the light was green
A shadow on the periphery
Like snowdrops growing in a Vienna spring
Suffice it to say
The silence scarred me
Survivor of a senseless violence
It was an art to me
A night demon ceding territory
Was it desperation
I went west
How it harrowed me into hysteria
Was it gleaming
Angels treading the stream of time
Gathering dusk in golden lands
Finally lifted from suffering
I was Sleipnir sleeping on his tracks
It was a greed that resurrected me
And to a greed that I surrendered