Never
9/28/13

This life is crass, and not meant to last
It could end, for anything, at any given time
Everything's turning into darkened shapes
Every human being is going to die

I'm riding a wave of the most delicate, violent decay
Deep in my soul, I know, everyone's slipping away
Heaven and Hell war over the sickened sky
And the nighttime comes again,
a holy manifestation
of God's greatest creation
The brilliantly dark imagination,
And unknown realism of inspiration

The thing that art will resemble in some way
The course of construction and congruent stage
When you wear that dress nothing else could matter less
And nothing else could matter more to me

This is the bottom line, the reason for this malicious crime
Someplace, lost in bitter-sweet exile,
Caught between what isn't and is worthwhile
Deep in the earth, roves a forgotten star
Looming in the ghost, never near, never far
This eye sees all and knows where you are

And I will never curse the marring of human souls
And I will never grasp what I know I'm meant to hold