The Elevator
With guilded doors
to unamed floors
Hoping for the heavens
This elevator we ride
The slow moving gears
calmed all of our fears
Enjoying the view on
This elevator we ride
The cables felt strong
and nothing seemed wrong
And we closed our eyes on
This elevator we ride
Higher and higher
Out of water and fire
Eight hands held the sides of
This elevator we ride
Now reaching the top...
an unknown stop
Pushing the last button on
This elevator we ride
Could it be...
The final floor?
(no)
I weap for we...
fall through...
the trap...
door
to unamed floors
Hoping for the heavens
This elevator we ride
The slow moving gears
calmed all of our fears
Enjoying the view on
This elevator we ride
The cables felt strong
and nothing seemed wrong
And we closed our eyes on
This elevator we ride
Higher and higher
Out of water and fire
Eight hands held the sides of
This elevator we ride
Now reaching the top...
an unknown stop
Pushing the last button on
This elevator we ride
Could it be...
The final floor?
(no)
I weap for we...
fall through...
the trap...
door
posted by Jason at 10:48 AM
1 Comments:
It was April. How had it started?....
((when truth appears in your pen, it is glorious in all of its painted beauty, in all of its grotesque reflections of our world, of our souls, and God made manifest in the Word of Man. --))
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