Danced

Distilling the memories that fade to dust is unjust.

The spectrum of width has narrowed leaving capacity for none.

The entrance begins to implode terminating all hope.

Destroy the spaces of mind.

Desperation my friend.

Betrayal not unkind.

I follow.

 

I sing the death song on my majestic grave.

Undermining my existence.

Oh how I long; long for the last sleep.

I am the rogue in life not the shadow.

 

Distant wandering, I have deadened my love.

I have danced on depthless impenetrable.

 

And now in explorations of my soul.

 

I have found myself disposing of all that is dainty.