COLOSSUS RISING

Morbidly Colossus is rising

We are forced to bite the tail’s end

Subjected to no more surprises

Deranging waves look crescent

 

A throttle contract suppresses devotion

Trying to drown the tide

In an idle notion

You swallow your spit and your pride

 

Then there is this burning

Frequently the curtain is slightly lifted up

To evoke a yearning

A short glance then the curtain drops