Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Stop Talking
A timeless place away and beyond
Where waves of bodiless ice sweep over
To rise above to rattle barren skeletons
And descend below to steal sorry words
Enter and leave it to be carried away
And lose it in the blinding veil of white
The trees and mountains are deaf
And your sword is not a sword
On then the scoured rock to sit
On there a moment to really see
The language of no tongues
And its arcane paths of lore
And No I haven't been drinking.
Jerks.
Where waves of bodiless ice sweep over
To rise above to rattle barren skeletons
And descend below to steal sorry words
Enter and leave it to be carried away
And lose it in the blinding veil of white
The trees and mountains are deaf
And your sword is not a sword
On then the scoured rock to sit
On there a moment to really see
The language of no tongues
And its arcane paths of lore
And No I haven't been drinking.
Jerks.
