North Star, Inverted

By pundit and prophet...

Until the dust clouds around us

Eroded our embellished belief

In some fixed history.

Could we recognize

Symbols made of smoke?

Across the canopy,

That soft-spoken sky,

Burnt by the torchlight

As we chart out the ley-line.

Pray the earth it won't break one more time,

All the voices we heard

As we followed the fault lines.

Devoured, digested, cast out...

Decomposed.

"Gods arrive

Line of dark chariots

Starlight dies

I can't bury it yet

Wheels of fire

Swing they so low

Fade to black

Carry us home"

Polaris slips her tongue

Through a kiss made out of cinders,

In a marriage of chemicals.

The sky's sulphur heart,

carved-out veins of slate,

The pulse of the earth-

How it sinks and it slows.

An oil corn and wine coated keystone,

The archway, two columns (now ash and dust)

Frame this path for us,

The undeserved-

Brought low and unpreserved

From this unhallowed gaze, we profane;

The cursed abandon the weak,

To stagger on in a stolen display

Of confusion, of faith.

The North Star, she nods out,

Doused her torch, left us forever

Without promise or penance.

We're left to merge with the trench,

Taught the cruelties that it takes to survive.

"Just accept to be free."

I used to waste my skin,

Shed my time, change my colors,

Until I settled for peace...

In death, an emerald sea stands before me

Unveiled but unbowed-

Each wave's a rainbow of sound.

Could we recognize

Any signal in the noise?

Across that static sea,

O, crestfallen sky

Yearn for the currents

That carved out the ley-line.

Pray the earth it won't break one more time,

All the voices we heard

As we followed the fault line.

Pray the earth it won't break,

All the voices we heard as we followed.

Pray the earth it won't break,

All the voices we heard as we followed the fault lines.

Devour, break down and black out...

Decompose.