Dark from Vision Sweeps by Dragonsail Puppets

DARK

And on the 8th day
Having slept yesterday away
I stepped out early to have a look around
And I saw that it was still good
And it pleased me to see them down there
Strolling hand in hand
Naming everything from sky to ground

I wanted all this and now here it is
Desire filling up the Earth and sky
The Sun and sight, the night, the lesser light

Dark dark dark where he stands in the light
What's my motivation? Indulgence everywhere
All this greed and need even at slowing speed
Could I have formed me out of muck and sunshine
Cupped me in my hands
I'd still be left up to the law and other demands
On my body and my time
Blind blind blind

Blind blind blind inside the dark where it's humid
Full of limbs that cup you right
Because they're innocent of sight
Could be a sheltered army or just one come docking home
Body pricked by trickles running slick
And glued to the bone
Down down down left glazed and dazed upon the ground
Blind beating heart growing full inside the dark

Inside the dark dark dark
I can't see if I've been made to order
I just feel the quality of this press
I can feel if it's consistent confident compassionate
And oh yes content
Let it be a contented god as clear as crystal
Not a cloud of doubt
Who bored those fingers in my flesh
And let the heat come seeping out
Sleek brimming body skimming body climbing time

Blind blind blind except by sparks floating in the dark
Illuminate us for a moment
I'm so glad that I could see your perfect monument to time
Slabs of sweetness with the coverings all stripped away
And proof there will be tomorrow in the markings on our hides
But tonight we're trackless and body warm inside

Dark dark baby sweet because it's you inside the meat
Down on the baby ruffled by his tickled feet
I can see your perfect monument to time
Slabs of sweetness with the coverings all stripped away
Got to be a contented babe as clear as crystal not a cloud of doubt
Bored those fingers in that flesh and let the heat come seeping out
Sleek brimming body skimming body climbing time

So they wander out into the sky
Where clouds are spun
Till they're pulled down to the ground
With the sound of the calling drum
Pushed by change
Desire for passings strange
Moved by the sight
Of the world in light

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