Trace of God - Code

Impatient ghost

In your wide smile I open

Pale as bone

Incandescent and starved

A poem up from a field of corrosion

In folds of gold

To burst like a star

Abandon the light

Abandon the skin

Abandon the search for these troubles

I watched for a world that would let it fall in

An order ablaze in the rubble

(Trace of God, Trace of gold)

Imbued with

A reflected light and prose that wound over and over

And

Struck out

Rain a gilded cage

Linger ghost

Claw that space with hunger

Cities twist to ash in your hand

I catch fire in a whirl of your verses

Elements unbound

Abandon the light…

Crawl in type

Shape

Scratch your song into sound

Burn

Breathe

Ignite the pyres

Turn your back on the surface you own

Face the sky

Accuser

I will fall on your dreams

Your hand in my world