When entering the Gorge, leave behind all preconceptions. Let yourself be carried off on a stream of consciousness that tickles the heavens as readily as it grinds down stone.

Stone To Lay On

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A life to die for
A dream to kill for
A stone to lay on and pretend 
Pretend this wasn’t what you meant
when you declared your hate for comfort

A tear to smile about
A fear you cannot live without
A heaven made in fiery hell
A hell recurrent in your dreams
of beauty lost and borrowed time

A play without a plot
A plot without a fence
A fence with no beginning, no beginning 
and no end, no end in sight to mark the source
of modern, civilized remorse

A death to rise for
A lie to lie for
A hell to die for and pretend
Pretend this wasn’t what you meant
when you unleashed your pack of lies
on the splendor of this world

A leap of joy
A cry of pain
An act of mercy and disdain at
watching you devour
the seed and flower of this hour

An act of cowardice and shame
A sense of violated lore
Ordain the path of spleen and rage
and strike and smite the filthy stage
until it violates no more

A dream to sigh for
A cry for which
to sing and strive for
A nightmare playing in the light
Haunting children in the dead of day
and in the jagged moments of the night

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