Till My Ashen Bones Lay

There is nothing to say except nonsense.

There’s nothing more wise than madness and smiles.

There’s no one I’d rather spend time with
than those who can tell me stories
of nothing in particular
and with passion or love or laughter
on their lips and in their eyes.

Conviction is ignorance
and nonsense is truth from the mouths of babes.

If you ever tell me anything,
tell me that all you know is that you know nothing,
and then I will believe every word you speak
till my ashen bones lay to rest
beneath endless layers of dust.

Then, you will be the voice in the darkness.

Then, when the world is on fire,
I will tell you my secrets
and show you my wounds.


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