He burns like whisky

He burns like whisky
like a green-eyed monster
who haunts every waking
dream

this ghost of tomorrow
who feeds on my sorrow
like it's the right way round
keepin me oh-so tightly
bound

This shadow, this darkness
this fantasy
this ecstasy
that's suddenly
overcome
me

This man...
this... complexity of schemes
this... purveyor of dreams 
who's both rapture and wrath
both the good and the bad
a monstrous shadow
of all we once
had

But so too...
he's our hope
for something new
for a tomorrow
without the sorrows
our forefather's borrowed
then cowardly bequeathed
to us

This savior of our dreams
this shepherd of the race
who teaches
it's tenderness
that's our true
grace

for he's
home
to even the perennially
displaced

This nail in the coffin
This cry before the fall

You see now...

He burns like whisky, to us all
This bitter reclamation 
This salvation 
who burns
like a candle in the
night

reminding us all
there's a darkness
we all must fight

tonight.



Exe
03/18/2022

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