Start forth the night, a better realm than I know…. For I have once scanned it blind as I am no human.
And no more…as my curiosities prevailed I have lain with the shadows.
Such loneliness proceeds the day, accompanied by such peace
And all becomes soothing to the touch.
When is indemnity ever the same, boring holes through our lies and our porous skin? Reckless we encounter this paper thin, such sin is our transparency.
None see as she moons
Silent but ever watchful
Soaring but ever still.
Lost…beneath her galaxy of stars, encompassed within our souls this din and our cries. For her embrace is our rest, as it is our only familiar.
