Dastrix Slogan
Bluelighter
my old copper watch has frozen
its hands stay silent at two past alone
i fear tiny cogs
and gears and wheels and springs
and things
(of which i have such little understanding)
will never be wound again
i fear that if i leave it in the snow
i forsake the one who wound it first
and placed its small beating heart in my hand
i fear that if i take it with
it will be my crutch of days
burning fingers that slowly snuff out flame
but i fear the most
that way between the stars beyond us
between heavens towering timepieces
their cogs and wheels and springs
and things
(of which i have such little understanding)
cosmic silt has sifted through
infinty turns no more
a wish on a star
grinds into screamless cease
and i shall
never
see you again

its hands stay silent at two past alone
i fear tiny cogs
and gears and wheels and springs
and things
(of which i have such little understanding)
will never be wound again
i fear that if i leave it in the snow
i forsake the one who wound it first
and placed its small beating heart in my hand
i fear that if i take it with
it will be my crutch of days
burning fingers that slowly snuff out flame
but i fear the most
that way between the stars beyond us
between heavens towering timepieces
their cogs and wheels and springs
and things
(of which i have such little understanding)
cosmic silt has sifted through
infinty turns no more
a wish on a star
grinds into screamless cease
and i shall
never
see you again

