Heed them, leave a paper trail
Explaining the darkness
The lack, the deliberate fog
Called forth by trees and listlessness
Disinterest in the present
Suspicion of the past
Indifference to the coming days
Discipline I call on thee
This stagnant pool grows dim
The algae chokes, the insects have hatched
I remain watching time do its thing
Explain the darkness
Deliberate fog
