Tongue of the Soiled

Dazed, I stumble in the corner of a memory
No perception, I’m devoid of my senses
I follow the deceiving walls and corridors,
Searching for my reminiscence
A stray into the streets that never wake
I am hunted,
By the sallower shades
Apparitions
Yes
Remove through echoes of time
Memories unfound
Silence sustained
And hollow
Resolve the fragments entwined
Memories unfound
Nothing remains
And soiled
In a maze with no regress,
I’m imposed to move forward
Chased, I scurry through the absence and uncertainty
Sight regained, I watch this city change
Alterations in the structures fascinate
I am what they are searching for
A stray amongst the slaves that never wake
I am destined
To resist and reform
Opposition
Yes
Gravity bows and abdicates its imposition in my enmity
I see the air succumb to spite between myself and those who haunt me
The sallow strangers from below
Elevate for this confrontation
In the eye of eternity
We encounter our annihilation
Remove through echoes of time
Memories unfound
Silence sustained
And hollow
Resolve the fragments entwined
Memories unfound
Nothing remains
And soiled
Memories unfound,
I remember