An' sepentia...

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Symbol System: Un-[Re]Acquired

In the end,
there are serpentine dances
that play out in our heads;
rhythms that ebb and flow,
expanding and contracting, irrevocably,
the disease of the living.
The cybernetic scale
speaks in the music of touch, and connectivity,
fire dancing behind our eyes and,
no matter how much we speak,
the words cannot capture the truth,
the meaning behind the utterances,
"I'd burn down the sun and the sky,
if it were only for you.'"

Without knowing why, we tell ourselves
such things... and each other.
The complicated truth of a world
without you, leads me to an alternate
plane.
You're there, and you know me, but you
don't love. And even still, this
is better than a world where you aren't there.

The ultimate destruction I see,
in your eyes,
makes me shake and quail with fear.
Not fear for myself...
Fear that i'll never get to see the beauty
promised in those eyes..
The rage, unleashed,
the Final Fire.
And the dreams of those, devoured by the flames,
Showing those that will be next that this
is what they've always wanted.
Or they never would've invited us.

The party doesn't last long,
when we see it in hind-sight.
A few billion infinites, and then
not even ashes.
But the time, together, that we've carved,
screaming, from the fabric of this universe,
will always be a treasured thing,
and its memory will last
for as many Eternities,
as there are tales to be told,
and Messages to be Given.
(c)Damien Williams. All Rights Reserved.

To inspiration, Muse, and those we Love.