Closed eyes
can't sacrifice
a third time
i may never know
A dreamer's dream
my stars are only
made of gold
Came into this life
holding on
Was it a dream
Or life lived before
Alien genetics
Formed on the 7th
Too late
So i was turned away
Too late
But i seen those gates
It’s just lately
i’ve forgot the way
What am i saying?
somewhere
out there is a star
Covered in gold
laugh, its okay
it's just best
i wait this time
can't sacrifice
a third time
how will i know
feverish devils
place their bets
the abyss or the flame
But at the edge
i stop & look to the sky
tonight I find the stars
are covered in gold
so right here i will just stay
Here i’ll just remain
in a place where
time and space
does not exist
but a gateway to Sarin
does
covered in gold
deep in the chest
you appear
just like I always knew
a distant star
— greg c warner
love-found-lovelove-lostpoem