Training For Utopia

Skin Like Winter

Training For Utopia


ashes to ashes dust to dust beautiful child 
turning into stone with your eyes 
so dim I shudder bitterness runs through your soul 
like small children confusion dances 
in the dusk of your mind 
exchange your blessings for deceptions 
good night kiss skin like winter cherished one fading away I can see your breath begging to resurrect into death hiding scars back laced with splinters audience of a congregation make your way to the front close your eyes and grieve you played your part so well.