"TO LIVE IS TO FLY...LOW AND HIGH"
Townes Van Zandt
Crash Landing
Taking a look back
Only years of tears are my compass.
Lasting impressions stop just short of
Insanity
Visions are my judge and jury awaiting
Execution.
Inside shallowed breathing
Strums dignity, that lost its melody long ago.
Taking a look ahead
Only years of fears direct my
Footsteps,
Leaving just enough fuse for
Yesterday becoming tomorrow's time bomb.
Listen to the sigh of the bridge
Overhead
Waiting for that one explosion
Anticipating the fall of an empire
Never doubting
Destruction's delightful smile.
Hiding has become a sanctuary
In between high's and low's of
Grasping for short straws,
Hidden in the burial of my kingdom to come.