Antagonite
Stare in silence, sweet voice of crystallite
Black crow of deliverance, adorned
Aragonite.
Its wings of velvety arcades
Unending
Its eyes two fiery godly teardrops
Descending
In light.
It is the rock and the stone that fall loudest
It is the rigid embrace that binds deepest
Tonight I’ll find another way to feel
Hide from me that which is weakening
That which is deafening to my music.
G.
