20 Minutes / 40 Years

Tendrils extend

From the cloudy black mass

They slither and slide through the ones and zeroes

Prophecy of collapse unfolds

Last grains of sand spiral down the hole

Chance has graced me with a gift

Grasp at gold before the dark descends

Sun beats down and panic reigns

In this time of ending

Eyes shut, feet bare

For this journey, I'm unprepared

I walk on

Sight renewed

Seek new life

I seek new life

Walk on

Seeking her the one

I wish to see

She wanders the

Outerlands

From the grasp of wolves

I will pluck her

Twin arteries flow with the

Pulse of one

Mighty heart