What gravity can take

Hours of absence in easy decline, we speak in different tones when
alternative images come to mind, emerging into the breathe, see
erruption of distraught broken people who cry often yet say little in
regards, calming themselves in speech. Coming closer into the worldly
dynamics of label, freeing the preachers and judgement. Go home let
peace lay upon burdens, brighten the skies swept under your floors. I
see nothing in broken words and cracked mantelpieces. Provoking
everything in emotion as it rises and falls below what gravity can take.
We go with what we see, in all merging skies. In all of my life, the

falls have fallen below what i can expect and i feel damaged enough

to document the syllables beyond me. Worldly departures to enter far

off and soon on, errupting emotional beverages while finding distantly,

the motions of eachothers best interests. Missing the moments we have

forgotten we made up, seconds that amounted to mass obligation, violent

feelings swept under the skies in your floors. We say the words we never

wanted to, yet say little in regards to how the world makes us feel when

departing it, openly taken into the saffires of burnt desire