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The Exiled

Lying in wait like some brightly burning tyger of Blake 
Yes I hesitated 
Brazen flaming giants, antagonists to the deities 
Suddenly I'm a teenager again 
And this time things are going according to plan 
It was a dream I had 
Then I surrendered it 
We've all been played
And it was a good game 
Blooming roses in the fire-garden of God
And I sought—
It was desire on wings
Draining me like a vampire of the end times 
We were frankly welcoming them 
And I witnessed the end of the opium of existence 
And I witnessed a new age like an anchoress of the cliffs
The reservoirs of ages were voided
I was free to sink in the summers appetites
Seasons of wanting and I panicked 
Mortal abominations at the divine gates
And I reasoned— 
The end of all things was a blessing 
Marvelous stillness in the heavens basement
And I desired that it would kill me 
Levitating like an angel of vengeance
I was stationed in Time’s abyssal halls
And I vanished— I vanished— 
It was existence like a dreaming garment cloaking me 
Existence like spring twilights in summertime 
And I witnessed the summer infinities swallowing me 
It was singing like desire to me
Existence like a sentencing spring from Tuck Everlasting 
And I was outlasting the Idylls of The King
And I vanished— I vanished—
Into a season of being 
Maybe I never wanted anything 
I witnessed the end of all things 
Like a grace for the exiled of the kingdom 

tags: sibyl what do you want
Monday 07.07.25
Posted by Nika