I stay quiet like the pines in the forest,
Behind a hazy fortress of grey.
Cold and secluded,
Perfectly silent, fading away.
I stay quiet…
I hide between the already hidden,
Where peach is suspicious to spies.
A haunting that’s always awaiting.
A creek in the silence of time.
When the terror finally breaks,
Invading the world,
I’ll stay behind,
Rooted where I always have grown.
When you see me,
You’ll see distance itself.
Remoteness, drifting in place,
Hovering over myself.
Behind me is grey desolation.
It hangs like a web
With threads stitched to the clouds.
I’m cold and secluded,
Perfectly silent.
I’ll stay quiet.
The whole damn world’s an eruption.
A heat seeking explosive
Upending itself.
A heat seeking implosive
Destroying itself.
A heat seeking corrosive
Eating itself.
So, I am running cold…
There is a beauty in comfort,
A wholeness
Behind the penumbra.
The being that dies,
Sweet as a silence
Outside of the light
Where everything runs cold.
And I am running cold.
You won’t see me again,
I’ve come to die
As I’m fully awake,
Effacing myself.
Quiet as hemlocks
In the deepest of woods.
Away from myself,
Without desire,
I’m distance itself.
Cold and secluded.
Perfectly silent,
I will stay quiet.
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