In This Stillness - Yellow Eyes

Holes in the cloth

Seeds and grain fall from my sides

In the gloom my eyes

Are black stones

But how they yawn for light

When silence grips its knuckles white

I hear gasping all around

Nobody finds his treasure safe

In this stillness

The wider field

Where a carcass glows

The wider field

Is darker than the sky

On the wide crystal chandelier

With its jewels hanging upwards

Toward the air

Each one a world i do not spoil

A crushing beast with pity’s stare

Will charge at me until i am found