Realist yes schemers in a world they can’t understand

Wisdom left in the annuals

Of this creature we call man

For love and hate never equate to trail or plan

They are the willing primary guilt of fame and sand

For in the pebble of veracity we see so well the quest

Of holy in the seeking of grail

Foster the wither of flower on aging sill

Find an estimate of serious question last to still

Every face now a memory of time spent

Leapt a tremor moment regret all in fate

Over the lines and the time death never equates

For life is as strong as the bond between parodies

And being born to late

Fetal clock passing in fall s the ground takes up the winter of person

All recall only decrepitude in vision no just voice crying in the desert of minds that can contrive; alive is the vision of induction crossing the river ending in solemn pride

Want in equal measure takes what it will in tribute to the weakness of humans pill

Bottle to bottle to raising a tested life and long giving erase the victim the host

Craft now living alongside my see trust in the quality of being on the right side of free

Anchor and wing alas a perfect retire into chant which of being into a day and night

Contradiction now placed end to bend straight line the distance between

Heaven and dead end

Rattle cages of traps created by the clever to build walls of regret minds stop to be worthy of never words to forget

Steeple and chalice lay at fingers reach as the words of the prophets are left for others to preach

Incisions seldom found in the writings of fear all is quiet but none with ears are left to see or hear

Palace of knowledge is in inflamed a curious smell brimstone and iliac quell walls crying in search of service to travel a knowledge well

Linger listen closely to the pretence we know so tell trellis and vine mixed with mind souls for centuries have been on sale

Ancient the ship of fortune as she sails the sands of occasion each eye a blink of vision

Lost in the hearts and the mind

Writers of like see and record history in past present and time

Pause to hold him dials cold to the touch

Human marker

In violent relenting

Knows and knowing too much