Exhaler
Evan Anderson Berry
I felt the world too well
I felt the world too well
There was nothing to tell
The starlight of the shell
The wind would be my spine
At the advent of my time
The glory of all things
Was implicit to the waking
Each new day so clearly awake
Cloudy dreams no more
Than ghosts who partake
Endless years contained within a day
Hell comes near, the question waits for its play
The key was skin and bone
When the earth was still my home
The fortune has been spent
And the secrеt has been hidden
Locked away
How could I lose
The greatest knowledge I ever knew?
