On a white plane,
Of never ending sabotage.
Stretched to infinity the skins of my sorrows.

Punctured by dreams, this tight skin.
Rubbing stones of angst, driving my fiery growth.
I’ll give a lifetime of smoke for your water.

The path becomes me, as it splits.
My throat goes left and right.
Compressed on a vision,
I will find the volume of a dream.

Eternity sweeps, and spans. All matter to darkness and back.
Blessed, the turbulence of fleeting now.

Lips and eyes, and a million ways to sigh.

Truth will defeat, but lies will echo.
Rebound now, my spanning pain.