Behind the Void

In vain the iron-wrought tower
Pierces heaven’s dome
In vain the muscle tears it’s fiber
Ten more fibers blossom in its place
They tried to plant a flag
In vain the moat surrounds the castle
Mud skulks across its bed
In vain contraction
In vain expansion
In vain our kind seeks total order
There is a fissure at the heart of being
They tried to plant a flag