Today, yesterday, and tomorrow, you break your heart to learn.
Naked and cool,
you rush through its beating, serrated rupture.
Bleeding rouses you;
fresh scars tattoo your new mind.
You emerge at an edge -
one made especially for jumping -
inspiration at its height -
lessons written in your shatter-pattern in the riches of its depths.
Naked and cool,
you rush through its beating, serrated rupture.
Bleeding rouses you;
fresh scars tattoo your new mind.
You emerge at an edge -
one made especially for jumping -
inspiration at its height -
lessons written in your shatter-pattern in the riches of its depths.