| 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 |
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