“It was I, It was HE, it was THEY.”
US
Take me off and lead me on
To the reprise of it all, creeping as the sturdy weep
Seek me, if you shall bleed for me.
As for tomorrow, the day as per request.
Love for the ash, but hate of the fire.
Loathing the bliss, but it is peace desired
*Do you understand my child?*
The spects of text, blood and word
To War, an oath he sworn.
A cold tongue, and warm heart.
BUT…irregualar remained
Thawn so slowly, nimble for the flow
As his clock ticked too
Too, his time gave birth
*Do you know now woman?*
*Are you tracking now, masculine entity?*
To the new current.
Cheers?
C.b wagner
The Prelude 