Æther Fly (Poem)

[darthdavid]

Æther Fly
-David Harris

Æther Fly, Æther Fly
for though we slow
your lift can fly,
and sing a healthy lullaby

this shadowy dance
these tangential rays
our future strewn a-bout,
the end of days

chaos rumbles
anger growls
the quorum runs ready,
to pitch their fouls

cathartic in nature
redemption in falls
your waters run raging,
through abandoned halls

september that slices
october brings rain
november is crying,
from thanksgiving shame

we barely lost interest
we hardly felt falls
our cretins rightly noted,
for courageous plays with 8-balls

your corpse is now
your defense must wow
together with others
your cro-magnon pow!

cattle run sleepless
sheep start to baa
the dark tree is rustling,
deep within your maw

the floor's at your feet
your head stretched on by
deep within pavement,
dead apples cry

your existence, a mote in god's eye!
but don't you fret, don't you cry,
Æther Fly, Æther Fly