Selcouth/Sysiphian Lyrics
La Vérité Silencieuse
Avalanche
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(Take this with you)
On a harsher day,
when the rays just can’t stick
to your pupils
(so they bounce off and hit your shoes),
remember me:
when the lights are dim,
when straining to see
gives you a headache—
and giving up is fitting in
like vessels built in bottles.
Remember us
when towns look like wicker baskets
from 30,000 feet,
weaving in and out.
Take this with you:
a simple slip of paper
which stumbles around
a metaphor
which at the core shouts nothing more
than “I love you.”
The silent truth
we share hearts to.
Somewhere tonight
snow is falling
from atop a mountain,
and ready to crush
all in its path.
It’s the avalanche
tonight.
Rumbling down the slope
like wild animals in a stampede,
it has no remorse—
this snow shall never know
pleasure or pain,
just merely displacement.
The foot
that crushes the powder in the morning
never knows and cares not
from where it came,
where it came.
It’s the avalanche tonight.
“Stabilization” shout the breathers.
Displacement is all it knows.
It’s the avalanche tonight
Chapter I- The Wilted Rose
“nothing can be more wrong
than for my love to die alone.
I’ll pray by your bedside
each and every night
for we have tried every remedy
yet have cured nothing.
By this day many have given up
Just tossed hope away
and have had enough.
But you my dear,
you continue to survive
combating this illness that devours your insides.
(there lies the hen, that gave its life for you
here lay my hands, that pray for life in you
what else, but what else-
can I possibly do?)
Oh my sweet, I pray that you will be cured
of this evil illness that you are forced to endure/
Oh my wilted Rose, shall you ever blossom again?
for I fear that you have met your end.
please save what little strength is left,
to ease these final breaths.
(I lean over to kiss you,
for your last time in life,
for your first time in death,
and by doing so I transfer the sickness unto myself)”
-Leal Simon {Dawn of November 21, 1349}
Chapter II- The Muted Farewell
“(My flesh feels like the rain with this fever inside
this downpour of pain shows no signs of silver lining,
as my throat drowns in my own liquids of life.
How do I say an eternal goodbye,
In such little time?)
I will always lo-
(why do you silence me, my love?
oh, as you arch over to kiss me farewell,
you resemble the greyest of rainbows.)”
-Rose Simon {Dawn of November 21, 1349}
Chapter III- Bedside Eulogy
The Earth will never miss you,
much like you will never miss it.
Who needs gravity to weigh down their heart?
Certainly not you,
certainly not us.
We will meet again,
and continue what we started here-
endless love that ceases once we decompose,
but death unveils the afterlife-
the infinite honeymoon of our souls.”
-Leal Simon {Dusk of November 21, 1349}
Chapter IV- The Eternal Reunion
“(I wish for this illness to end me shortly
but days do not pass so quickly.
Why must the clock,
demand so much from us?
The dominance of time,
that erodes our lives.
Why must the sun get it’s turn to shine?
when only darkness reigns all through my insides.
Why does the moon get to peek through the clouds?
when I can’t even sit up, let alone walk around.
Yet I can’t help but leave this Earth with a smile,
knowing our reunion will be eternal).”
-Leal Simon {Dusk of November 23, 1349}