'I remembered someone once in the verse of a song. It was—'

forgotten + on the wind

'The wind cannot take what I am not willing to surrender.'

this would not be the first time

you must + see the path ahead

'No, I—'

SMALL THOUGHTS FROM YOUR INFINITESIMALLY SMALL MIND DIMINISH YOUR POWER

and yours – is ours

T H E R E F O R E Y O U D I S P A R A G E U S

'Leave me be!'

our words + you speak

flesh shreds = raw and bloodied

Because we will the blistered fever pitch from your lips, not you.

'Even so, shadow that cherishes flame does not extinguish it.'

a wick may have power like no other

BUT A WICK SERVES SHADOW AND FLAME ALIKE, NOTHING MORE.

'Yet you expect the wick to entice the flame while twisted by the mobius of your conceit.'

.questions as mal | formed conceits beg | et questions.

'Your questions can wait. I must remember someone… saved in the melody of a song—'

and forever forgotten + by the wind

'…The lyrics incomplete, but… their voice was loving and sweet—'

POWER IS WASTED UPON THIS ONE.

'What GOOD is power—'

.her tears be | lie true nature.

'—without knowledge, without wisdom, experience?!'

P E R H A P S W E M I S J U D G E D Y O U R P O T E N T I A L

Possibility – becomes probability

'ENOUGH!'

'…Enough.'

'You cannot take what I am not willing to surrender.'