Part 1
Into the depths I throw up
my hands
and I sink into the drive
the drive
the driving rain
and I am
I am the bright burning will
and I grasp I grasp this fire
until the break of any day and I drive
I will drive into the depths again
and again and again and I will fall
I will fall
and into the depths, I am no more
eventually
and I am alive now
and I am the silent screaming raging cry of the world
the silent cry that makes circles in the pond
like crying
while innocent people
innocent people
the circles spread out and merge
with the water
Part 2
brutalism was supposed to be
stripped down to the truth
of things
with hyperboles faked
and romance coffined
and dreams shuttered modestly
by gods rainbow of death
oh, corona of the star and the sun
impossible blazing light
holy abode of the one
she squints her night eyes at the sun
thou art the sun
she says in grief
stretched to the sun
blessed by this one
loved by this one
she cry's out to her children
I am living now with you
I am living now with you
I am living now with you
and this is close enough to heaven
for me
