A frontier often ignored
a generation always poured.
Feelings laiden with debt never got me far
It's only by thought that I travel must
a heartfelt post.
I ignore by way of temptation
only to devalue sensation.
By conscious already new predestination
ignorance a recepie combination.
A seedless perhaps imploding row.
I should be ready for a bow.
Without conscious or without merit
for someone else to take the credit.
In consciousness lay a battleground
Truth only to be found
Sky dark
Sky light
dead or alive
the only
sound to make ground.