A beautiful waterfall at the end of the earth
To die at each night
A new hell to emerge from the next day
Breathless and gasping with cumulative naivety
If every journey has a thousand beginnings
May my hell and your waters meet
To form new land
That I may walk for the first time
It begins somewhere
In the forgotten chambers of a quiet mind
Rebirth from the aftermath
Of decadent disobedience
The origin of a single silver seed
Mercury from manure
Dancing among decay
Like a candle in a crypt
To be kept safe and savoured
Sustenance for the slow crawl
Back from ruin