Obsidian tongue

Individuation

Obsidian tongue
Safely nestled ‘tween the fault lines of consciousness
Polar elements licking in tandem
Frozen fire I am… burning wind I am
If just for this moment when no eyes could be bothered to see
When the suspension of observance is gone
Cold & quiet for now… uninhibited for now

This gorge is illuminated by the original light
A color man’s forbidden to see

This could be quelled any second now
Lapse of life could circle back too soon
But not with severance, not without reverence
New relics to study in hours when hours do proceed
I mustn’t think of this
That pain will come all to soon
The stream or the stone am I, if I must be dubbed at all?
Though my heart will never concede to any such frequencies

My heart already knows too much below the surface
Of blindness & light harnessing
& How the sphere looks to unlearn souls
The sphere seeks to dizzy souls

This freeze can’t be forgotten
Navigation can’t be blurred
To the chagrin of my brothers I’ve gone too far
To ever become subservient
I didn’t flee I was pulled under suddenly
What is done is done, the lines are drawn
I am in arms with the dissolved
My path is chosen

Fears done away
Untethered soul
The colors quickening
Taking strange old shapes, killing corner grays
Holy individuation begins to form

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