Synchronize

Treating the world like it could burst into flames

at any conceivable occasion

I was there, to watch, to stand

As your ambassador and liaison

you arsonist and child of treachery

fought as a warrior without a banner

I became that serpentine flag

And grew within you as a cancer

rotted out your flesh and bones

brought you to a knee

they have all forgotten your face

it is my eyes that they see

though you were torn

it was nothing like the shredding you have done

in the battlefield of naked corpses

what was it that you won?

You rode the horse of pestilence

Dark into the dream

Where similar creatures awaited  

to open your inner seam

you pushed them down deftly

under a mighty claw

and ignited them in the flames

from a well-trained jaw

but between your scales

there was an ache

a frost was seeping in

something there for me to wake

so that we may live again

the torment you have suffered, the ire you’ve released

could never be equal to myself

though I can be appeased

and you set fire to your realm

dependent on my love

that simple force you could not overwhelm

plainly how to make you undone.

So what then, when all your glory fades

Upon the return to your forest

Where none speak of sharp blades

Their songs enchant your carapace

They ignite the passion of your mind

And fill you with a reason to be

Something that you return in kind

Because they need you to see

And they need something akin

To last for many more years

To forget what you have suffered

And devour all their fears

where the trees will still call to you

and speak your given name

where you are needed most

in this world you must reclaim

old friend I am here for you

and have grown thick inside your mind

we will be forever changed

to remain still undefined.