MorpheusSandman
12-11-2009, 07:50 PM
What time is it there?
Will these distant thoughts
Divide the time
Between you and I?
The decrepit hands on clocks
Tick on; The noose
Is strung up by the minutes
Helplessly I’m hung
Left to suffocate unless the
Feet of my evil
Executioner will march
Backwards
What time is it there?
Waiting for inevitable death
The deviant sundown
Shines on; The amber
Glints on the guillotine
Or sharpened reaper’s scythe
Which descends
With the precision of a
Surgeon’s scalpel
To perform this wordless
Tracheotomy
What time is it there?
And I wonder at my smallness
This extant existence
What creeps between seconds
When money won’t buy
A single minute
Just dream of demons that eat
The light of life
Who can swim through shadows?
Reach the furthest
Shore of stilling time
What time is it there?
For a fleeting moment
I thought
I saw you lucent in the
Last light
Of the fading horizon
An ageless angel; my savior
Where are you
Now?
And I wonder, I wonder
What are you doing
Now?
And I wonder, I wonder
I hope you sleep
Like me
In the comfort of eternity
And I wonder, I wonder
As the hands have lain down on their lap
Resting in the sifting dust
These two lambencies that skip across the surface
Falter to a weakened walk
Then a crawl
Then
Are
Still
And still I wonder
What time is it there?
Will these distant thoughts
Divide the time
Between you and I?
The decrepit hands on clocks
Tick on; The noose
Is strung up by the minutes
Helplessly I’m hung
Left to suffocate unless the
Feet of my evil
Executioner will march
Backwards
What time is it there?
Waiting for inevitable death
The deviant sundown
Shines on; The amber
Glints on the guillotine
Or sharpened reaper’s scythe
Which descends
With the precision of a
Surgeon’s scalpel
To perform this wordless
Tracheotomy
What time is it there?
And I wonder at my smallness
This extant existence
What creeps between seconds
When money won’t buy
A single minute
Just dream of demons that eat
The light of life
Who can swim through shadows?
Reach the furthest
Shore of stilling time
What time is it there?
For a fleeting moment
I thought
I saw you lucent in the
Last light
Of the fading horizon
An ageless angel; my savior
Where are you
Now?
And I wonder, I wonder
What are you doing
Now?
And I wonder, I wonder
I hope you sleep
Like me
In the comfort of eternity
And I wonder, I wonder
As the hands have lain down on their lap
Resting in the sifting dust
These two lambencies that skip across the surface
Falter to a weakened walk
Then a crawl
Then
Are
Still
And still I wonder
What time is it there?