Curses on my tongue

Curses on my tongue, existential threat

Curried fears of waning years and moments of regret

Slave to the unknowing, all that hasn’t happened yet

I’m only here to give my two weeks notice

Curses on my tongue Seconds of release

Between the biting anarchy and rumors on the streets

And now my waking moments full of air I cannot breathe

The atmosphere is full of smoke and fire

Curses on my tongue hominy delayed

I’ve mastered all the shitty worthless games I’ve ever played

And stand here unresponsive to the life that I have made

Its all compounded, hungry and unwitting

Curses on my tongue see it to the end

I want to flee, the air the sea the mysteries within

But every step along the road, the places I have been

They always leave me searching for the exit

Curses on my tongue, the limits of my hands

I know them now, the furrowed brow, the truth that I can’t stand

I don’t expect to ever make it back to where I’ve been

Those smiling memories, floating in the ether

Curses on my tongue, hold me to the light

A swelling sense of opulence that long left me behind

As I embrace the wandering film that covers all that’s mine

And hope that it will pass before the winter

Curses on my tongue, I will not recant

I’ll follow through on all I do, await another chance

To feel a swelling silence settle there in the expanse

That sends my empty soul somewhere misleading

Curses on my tongue, perhaps I may be bold

I’ve love and life and ecstasy at times, if truth be told

And in those moments I can feel, my body growing old

As I walk towards the light that is awaiting

Curses on my tongue, call it by its name

This second chance, this circumstance, it reaches through the frame

And whispers, child feel this, and know you can’t escape

The ever closer end that calls you onward

For we are not alone, just seed atop a stone

floating through the infinite cosmos