the howl of broken promises
a dying dream scream
endlessly imagining
these vicious moments away
back at base in a blur
flickering into fade
while the wind roars
and the summit shades
small steps over and over
yet there is nowhere to climb
every turn twists further
tumbling into night
underneath matte moonlight—
my tears are the only shimmer
while a shiver seeps deeper
rattling bone and soul
into one thing more
clumps of haze
colliding and scattering
against my fists of rage
original version:
the howl of broken promises
a dying dream scream
endlessly imagining
all moments away
in a burn
finding myself back at base
the wind my only roar
the warm summit
flickering into fade
there is nowhere to climb
only small steps over and over
a rich chill
disturbs every slumber
my tears are the only shimmer
underneath matte moonlight
a shiver creeps deeper
rattling bone and soul
into one thing more
clumps of haze
colliding and scattering
tumbling into storms and rage
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