revelation #26 (defused)

these granite horizons
don’t weigh me down anymore
it takes a lot to hold them up
and i have lost the atrophy
once fermenting inside of me

muscle by muscle we’ll build the sky
and hold those horizons up on high
melt our dreams like wax in the sun
and drip our lies over paper skies
once folded over inside of us

these sculpted sunsets
don’t choke the blood anymore
it takes a lot to let it flow
and i have lost the acrimony
once boiling over inside of me