...Of Gallows & Absurdity

Crawling below and rising above
unending time!
Captured between words and thoughts
poets and rhymes.
we write of pasts - we write of pasts
we never lived!
Songs unsung - the songs unsung
they drip from our lips!
And neath the mountainside,
the thousands gather: Hang him high!
This place I now behold, so surreal, I tranquilize.
In a world of motion, I stand still!
Vicious you stand - as man, as beast
and what lies between!
Be on the watch - the knot is tied
four swords shall gleam!"