No ones home to set the table, no horses left to fill the stables, <br />Avid brothers Cain and Able play rock paper scissors stone <br />Prone towards infatuation, to saturate the soul <br />Fill them when their empty, moderate their goals <br />Love is lost upon the youngest, oldest out of time <br />Lust has drowned the oldest, this dying heart was mine <br />Freedom called me up one day, asked if I was ready <br />If I could stand, talk and dance before a crowd and keep my fingers steady <br /> <br />Never will I set, in stone or in foundation <br />Forever will I ponder the spell of adoration <br />Cast upon a silent sap chasing misguided information. <br /> <br />Thrown to the stars are the dreams of the young <br />Caught in metallic monstrosities, <br />satellites, swarming in orbit have begun <br />To see sense in storming obscenities <br /> <br />Dancing bare beneath the glare of a pale and waning moon <br />Eclipse, Elapsed by our journeys licks, <br />Two smiles to see you soon <br />To hide behind the bottle in recognition <br />Obliteration conflicting, Abstract restrictions <br />Burning with friction, melting the wax <br /> <br />Casting acorns so the oak may be reborn, dancing in circles drawn with a stave <br />No one can save you, save yourself <br />No one can reveal what you may only see yourself <br />So place reality upon the shelf, delve, pursue, absorb the chaos that surrounds you.<br /><br />David Lacey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/never-will-i-set-in-stone-or-in-foundation/
