The earth shook once, I fell / stood
my earth shook
the birth of my hell / heaven.
Trying to catch the symphony,
of endless wandering strings
tickled by the fingers of my folly.
When foolishness wears the clothes of bravery/ wisdom the clothes of cowardice
there’s no other repercussion
than destruction beyond the grasp of scary.
The earth shook once and for all
but all around perched unaware
as to endless shadows I regrettably crawl / blissfully climb.