Young (youngjang) wrote,
Young
youngjang

Anagnorisis


I met a papier-mâché Mephistopheles
one cold night last year.
He had two cloven hooves made useless
by a book of matches;
I had smoke rings circling my head,
like the satellite halo around this planet.

I could never break free from you,
cause my hands refuse to let go of yours.
I could never break free from you,
cause my hands are nailed to yours.

But I’m just a cloud of moths --
taught of the burning light each and every night.
I’m just the horizon --
no longer able to lift the sun solely with my might.

And I have never loved like this before,
with my soul dripping from my gifts.
I have never loved like this before,
swimming through lies and fire.

And I could never break free from you,
cause my hands refuse to let go of yours.
I could never break free from you,
cause my hands are nailed to yours.
I could never break free from you,
I could never break free from you
no matter how hard I try.
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