Gord

2018-10-21 01:49 pm

The valley is my grave
For I sit within the mouths of caves
I shall not move for days
Nor weeks nor years
For even if I'm paid in flies 
My destiny, Tyler, I won't deny
For one day when I die
My body will atone
For I could eat a stone twice my size
My destiny, Tyler, I won't deny
My afterlife, a Bulwark Frog
Lo, to be a tadpole of one's own life
For now, I just write songs
Fantasies to make my family fear the valley's size
Then bulwark on