cartography

deep nocturnal, vast abyss

the caverns that men make

mapping far the prejudice

with chances still to take

a war kept distant doesn't feel

it doesn't resonate

better roam the tethered fields

some pseudo-temporal state

then soldiers try to bleed it true

they paint it with their souls

indifference serves the fatted few

when it comes to digging holes

put asunder, fleeting hope

in trenches cling to light

at ends of frozen winter ropes

our dreams confront this blight

until with lungs in love with air

and thoughts so born on wings

a new path found from here to there

as destination sings

never know to whom or where

we are brought, or come undone

our mythic selves transcend the air

in fractured worlds we're one

between understanding of the world

the zealotry of men

the shades in which these flags unfurl

and scenes where prudence bends 

i'm still tracing fingers there

across your perfect skin

at shimmering veils we softly tear

at the prisons we are in

cordoned here for lack of heart

as mortars beat the earth

let us from these tired lines part

and fill these days with mirth

at night within faint candle glow

we'll dream it up again

bereft of maps and wars we know

upon a higher plane