Erasmus of Form

Mar 27, 2023
1 min read

Here in the riddens I pace

Stricken and dissolving

"Learn to be content" she says

Correct, clearly

And my spirit flees

Wings dewed in madness

But

Oh, but the heights!

What price? Birthright.

Feet root firm in hell's terra

my head grazes heaven, crowned by creation

And I can see

Every brushstroke of divinity

Surely, it will kill me some day

just like

The cigarettes I quit each hour

and the heart my father left me

But when it beats it drums

And who's to say?

I heard once the universe began in song

May the riddens bring a storm at dawn

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