So what was the question?
I do that a lot now
Call it a prelude
Call it a letting down
I know that candour comes with time

A singular focus
Just as the leaves turn
Green into amber
Amber to deepest bronze
They won’t, no they won’t change their minds

And the rot
First it takes
Then it gives
Then you grasp
Then you thrive

You’ve not seen the sky glint
It’s not been the same since
Not since October
Not since the northern lights
That gleam, that iridescent sight
Who cares if you dreamt it?
Show us the difference
Synapses blooming
Spreading beneath your skull
No need to open up your eyes

And the rot
First it takes
Then it gives
Then you grasp
Then you thrive

And even if they all debate on what is in your heart
You can show yourself that every day
And I can do etcetera and so forth and so on
And hoping that my mouth knows what to say

There's no use in waiting
Won’t let the grass grow
I can hear voices
Quiet then swiftly loud
They sing a chorus of ymlaen

A singular focus
Just as the leaves turn
Green into amber
Amber to deepest bronze
They won’t, no they won’t change their minds

And the rot
First it takes
Then it gives
And it stays
And it holds
Then it spreads
And you watch
And you wait
Then you sprout
Then you stretch
Then you reach
Then you grasp
Then you thrive