Stalking like a feral wolf is their memory
The very apparition that is the antithesis of me
Could I be indifferent mastering apathy
I would bend like the reeds and grant you what you seek
Would I razz your heart to abrogate your thoughts
And if I learned the truth could I take the cost?
Gorgeously disturbing is the daftness of this peril
Is it written I shall tame what I consider feral?
The stars they glimmer whispers, but they fail like all that falls
Could I heal the heart that memory has mauled?
I question you, to answer you, to grant you pieces of me
I must learn indifference and master apathy.