Darkness (11/11)

Day dawns dark

It now numbers

Infinity

Life crawls from the past

Watching in wonder

I trace its patterns in me

Tomorrow's tomorrow is birth again

Boats burn the bridge in the fens

The time of the past returns to my life

And uses it

Don't blame me

For the letters that may

Form in the sand

Don't look in my eyes

You may see all the numbers

That stretch in my sky

And colour my hand

Don't say that I'm wrong in imagining

That the voice of my life cannot sing

Fate enters and talks in old words

They amuse it

Hands shine darkly and white

Only in dark, they appear

Bless the baby born today (wicked little)

Flying in pitch (Scorpio doomed to die a thousand times)

Flying on fear (before he lives)

They shine in my eyes and touch my face

Where I have seen them placed before

Don't blame me, please, for the fate that falls

I did not choose it

I did not choose it

I did not

No, no, I did not

I truly did not choose it