Terra Infirma

Once a foreign consequence
The coldest stare
And you've become erased

You'll grow fonder of the pace
So they tell me
Everything unfolds
It persists and permeates

This moat was man-made
You own the fence
You own the stains
Left alone
And posture fades away

The days move slower in the deep
So they told me
Everything implodes
It compounds the ends and means

Rivers run dry
Canyons born, unnamed
Like solid ground
You'll give way
A cracked face
Bonds unbound
Every pore dilates

In what was once
A foreign arrogance
The oldest game
And now you've been reshaped



Credits
Writer(s): Mitchell Guenther
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