A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth

Hemlock Kid 

There is a comorbidity in the stars 

Crossing the cosmos like

The feathers of arrows aimed at heartless echoes of emptiness 

The dark and the light serve to complement each other’s weaknesses 

One without eyes 

Another with hands that can feel but not hold 

-Arise-

-Lift your wings and spread seeds of white snow in the blackness-

Freedom is not freedom without a prison to know it by 

So we sit here, watching the bars with unblinking eyes 

Lest we forget the darkness that makes this fog into day