Rust -

volatile

what shines turning rust

secrets fail temples fail

burn away pestilence

pranic flames

burn away

this weight pulling

enter a world that wilts

supple flesh turning dust

you are here

and this is real

open eyes

can you feel

all void

swim within

a thousand faces

of splintered need

ceaseless churning

impotence

swim through every tide

and change of time

separate inferior design

illuminate our lies

begin to wash it all away

revive

reset