With the sky covered grey stood Olympic sugarloaf
As children mother told us to look for God behind clouds
The mountain tastes of brine salt
Of those who looked back to Sodom and shivered
They were warned
God throws white fires atop
No one sees his face
Like starring into an incandescent globe
Opening a portal, drawing a hood
And then just leaving
The sugarloaf reduced to a small embankment
A beach in a basin
No fjords, but some pine trees
Fluttering ash falling like snow
Versuvious erupting in the distance
And so many ghosts wandering about
A small girl lifts a hand full of the mountain in a mitted hand and pours it into her mouth
It tasted of brine salt and sulfar
Of those who looked back to Sodom and shivered
They were warned
Come my companion. I will take you to the place where I will bury you with my own hands
A kindness entreated by spirits to guide you by the hand to a hole in ground. Just for you
Because god has left
There's nothing for you here
Just sleep, refuse to wake from the dream
You have only stolen your time here
You are a thief
And when they find your bones laid with a rusted sword they will know you have gone to some next place
Covered; secret dusts and clay. Too holy angels pray please take this depression away
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With the sky covered grey stood Olympic sugarloaf
As children mother told us to look for God behind clouds
The mountain tastes of brine salt
Of those who looked back to Sodom and shivered
They were warned
God throws white fires atop
No one sees his face
Like starring into an incandescent globe
Opening a portal, drawing a hood
And then just leaving
The sugarloaf reduced to a small embankment
A beach in a basin
No fjords, but some pine trees
Fluttering ash falling like snow
Versuvious erupting in the distance
And so many ghosts wandering about
A small girl lifts a hand full of the mountain in a mitted hand and pours it into her mouth
It tasted of brine salt and sulfar
Of those who looked back to Sodom and shivered
They were warned
Come my companion. I will take you to the place where I will bury you with my own hands
A kindness entreated by spirits to guide you by the hand to a hole in ground. Just for you
Because god has left
There's nothing for you here
Just sleep, refuse to wake from the dream
You have only stolen your time here
You are a thief
And when they find your bones laid with a rusted sword they will know you have gone to some next place
Covered; secret dusts and clay. Too holy angels pray please take this depression away
As children mother told us to look for God behind clouds
The mountain tastes of brine salt
Of those who looked back to Sodom and shivered
They were warned
God throws white fires atop
No one sees his face
Like starring into an incandescent globe
Opening a portal, drawing a hood
And then just leaving
The sugarloaf reduced to a small embankment
A beach in a basin
No fjords, but some pine trees
Fluttering ash falling like snow
Versuvious erupting in the distance
And so many ghosts wandering about
A small girl lifts a hand full of the mountain in a mitted hand and pours it into her mouth
It tasted of brine salt and sulfar
Of those who looked back to Sodom and shivered
They were warned
Come my companion. I will take you to the place where I will bury you with my own hands
A kindness entreated by spirits to guide you by the hand to a hole in ground. Just for you
Because god has left
There's nothing for you here
Just sleep, refuse to wake from the dream
You have only stolen your time here
You are a thief
And when they find your bones laid with a rusted sword they will know you have gone to some next place
Covered; secret dusts and clay. Too holy angels pray please take this depression away
Writer: Cian Flanagan
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