never waiting

born where it wasn't and will now exist endless

shined on because shadow

beauty is beauty

everywhere the same

some things stay true

in their transformation

gifted with dark guardians

earning the scars

and the feathers

the movement of their time

is my stillness

the lift is the same

not so serious

occasionally intense

when watching the sky

is seeing yourself

we're getting gentle with

great p0wer

as tiny kingdoms are

inevitable eventually

we don't question the rightness of shadows

but a shadow isn't the tree that gives you breath

and touching it just feels the sidewalk cooler

through a glass darkly

lift your gaze from the bottle

walk away from your willing demise

it's always time to be the

king of cups

the black queen holds her spade

as dark hearts shining in all corners

know the language of broken earth