Ceded

I watched the skies fall right into mis-shape.
Something about this sequence feels too late.
That’s why I’m retreading these old halls.
Seeking out answers for what came before.

Check your head, seeded with doubt.
Detachment has come running back.
Flooding peace until rivers run dry.
Patching up my faded memory.
Rooting through digging up parts of me better left to rest.
Causing palpitations in my cheat.

Hearing demons gathering for their encore.
Nobody remains except those betrayed.
Writing in prose as if its a phase.
Another angel pays for mistakes I’ve made.

Check your head, seeded with doubt.
Detachment has come running back.
Flooding peace until rivers run dry.
Patching up my faded memory.
Rooting through digging up parts of me better left to rest.
Causing palpitations in my cheat.

Treason has been defined as our best way forward.
Hangman’s noose is the deterrent.
Tar and pitch will fix all this.
Deformity of what still remains.
Parting sparks lingering in my brains.

Reframed as blameless.
Poisoned my own font of might.
Staggering with stupidity.
I cannot escape alive.