Pain's strategy in
each cautious measure,
skilled players in
the art of probable war;
You drew the board
as I set the pieces,
lonely; scavenger
hearts seeking something more ~
We excavated ruins
of what once had been,
digging up
skeletons, ghosts absorbing space;
Burning forests
occupying our past innocence,
wanting souls
grounded in the same wretched place ~
Forged in dark
elements,
comforted in familiar games,
born to run in divergent directions,
we scatter on voiceless paths of retreat;
Leading quiet
masquerade dances around each other,
Ego's deception chopping at our one heartbeat ~
One day will we sacrifice
our position in this rotten game?
choking our deafening cries of mercy?
banishing
our sad songs into an abyss all alone?
As endless days
waste into graves hunting our presence,
will we salvage love remedying our scavenger
hearts?
or will
love fester; a cesspool of our unknown?©2014 Sandy Somewhere
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An accompanying musical composition
"Totentanz: Dance of the Dead"
by Franz Liszt
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