Cruel Light

Dualing Peaks, The hurt and the heat,

Heavy machines are stripping my Feet,

Whole words, Gasping for air,

The moment to Speak Finds us naked and weak,

And Time’s fine, When it’s on your side,

But it’s a cruel light, this hindsight,

Such a cruel light, this hindsight

Heaving Fuel, now it’s locked eyes that dual,

Function and form, are the eye of our storm,

The lights that swept, Tightening regrets,

This nothing we’re in, has it always been?

And Time’s fine, When it’s on your side,

But it’s a cruel light, this hindsight,

Such a cruel light, this hindsight