Ugly Balance from Walled Garden by Stranger Killings

Ugly Balance

I shook the hand
and burned the man
walked a dry and arid land
I struck an ugly balance
in ash and sand
I made a face
of ruin and waste
left a candle in my place
I wore a tarnished golden band
I struck an ugly balance and
turned the earth to
blood and sand
I stand as men
I shake as man
I burned the
pale and listless hand
I cleave the shame
into a face
I left a figure
in my place
who shares his shape with me
I burned the flesh of memory
but place and time came back to me
I struck an ugly balance
between the sky and sea
I shook the man
and burned the sand
and led a mad and tuneless band
for I was never born to die
but slip between the earth and sky
I drew the swords
to hold my place
reversing cups
obscure my face
I strike an ugly balance
in iron blood and lace
I strike the bell
I strike the chest
I carve the face
I strike the ugly balance
of men and man and place.
I let the hour pass
I burn the sand to glass
and strike an ugly balance
of men and man and mass

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