Under the Sky

False hopes wreck the real one...

They say everything is headed for disaster. But we are divine anyway. And any disaster is just a new beginning...

Like...really? 

  

UNDER THE SKY

Beneath this ethereal skin
Secrets flow like the petals of flowers
Of everything undone, unsaid, unseen
Streamed away with crystalline blood
Whiled away as if ever were ours

Funny sad little trifles
Fluttering butterflies
Caught in between

Trinkets now
On the seabed

And
We are...

We
Are still here
The last ones left standing

Against the Delphic stars
Still shining brightly
Overhead

And after all
Is seen and done
And said

Let's stay
In Heaven
For a half an hour

Before
The Devil knows

We are...