Inside our hearts
We slept off an envious death
You, my twisted Brother
Were gone while I looked for a sign
They stole you away
But could only bende half of your joints
They needed me to finish
The metamorphosis of silex chains
I'm running from you
I cannot be captured
All is not lost
I know You exist
I fell to the dead foliage of colour
And stared at the grey evaporation
The blue expanse
Above our character wept, then
But it was crimson
Not the smooth transparencies of comfort
The red tears showed a murderous betrayal of old
BELOW FALLING SCARLET