Open the gates
Before it’s too late
To what we thought was Hell
We might just find something left…
Of what I could never tell
Mysteries, so obvious
A soul that wants to learn
You give and take
My every wish
And never know the yearn
A heart burns slow
Like the glow
Of a cherried cigarette
Tendrils of smoke spiral out
But show me no regret
Cover to cover knowledge
Leaves us nothing left to want
So let our distance
Exist as words
That erase with every taunt
