the saddest swan

A spinning world abound
with echoes and sound
drowning mold
calming wounds
making it worth a while
Venues forking
places confused
and stage to be had
alas life is too short
Far away behind
the meaning of inception
dragging intentions
filling the gap
Ashen and brazen
once it was
and now it is
so crisp and gawdly
like the cry of the
saddest swan
the saddest swan

Traveler's wind

Set sail to travel
through pages of history
back to the first lie
spread its wings over
wandering heads

To find more wonders
none of them stand
all of them collapse
like a house of cards

A bright moon
and a wide deepening
insanity kicking in
as books getting invented
and a world gone astray
spitting hatred