My heart skips a beat,
Darkness swells and crashes
on the shoals of time –
I can’t see, I can’t breathe.
Spun into a tornado I hurl
my spirit onto the crags,
the molten decadence of hope–
Don’t look for me in the moonlight,
Don’t look for me in the daylight.
Our feet balance on a spire,
the ground howls below,
mountains crushed into stones,
the antenna of time vibrates
with the resonance of souls.
We are not heard, we are not seen,
Don’t look for us in the moonlight,
Don’t look for us in the daylight.
Reshaping Reality 
Thoughts?