Dispensing

Your distances are vague
 A hard reclining thought
 Felt as humiliation
 When the ax is raised
 Ascending like the guillotine
 Frame by frame they rise
 Then fall like meteors do to end an age
 I have lost my reasoning
 So I play insane
 Bathing in the fog of ghosts
 Who tempt to breathe me in
 Friends are fabled stores
 No clearer than a dream
 Yet you are on the distances
 Swiftly flying home
 So I invent anxiety
 And cast aside my fate
 To offer up my everything
 As love consumes your hate.