BeholderFod

I I've witnessed savage whippoorwills Carve vengeance in thin-air Pin-thin vines intertwined with the tides of time That greedily molests their brothers I've tasted the fruits of fallen crusaders Dining on the remnants of their cause Left rotting for the vultures Sun soaked, bandaged and gauzed I've sifted through the formless grains Searching for some faceless realization Like a jester in a flock of fools I succumbed to life's temptations I've seen the snake that lost its rattle Coiled up in a pathetic daze No warnings for its friends or family Only toxins clogging innocent veins I've done everything but please her Passive