Forever doubting, I implored you to embrace my relief seeking soul. The tired husk of human cells, relentless in causing harm – to itself, to the world it walked on. Sinking in the mist of intractable frivolity, brought the fingers up; then up to the high heavens in plain, crinkled up, paper sheets. White and pristine, no more – it relied on waters dropping, from that same heavenly pastures. ‘Curse you, to hell’ he murmured. ‘ Curse you, to all high heaven.’
The gentle whispers of wind, hurried around his body on that green grass field – colored in beautiful hues. The birds chirped, as they saw food on the grassy knoll. Picking around his ‘peaceful’ body, crinkling the grassy blades – temporarily staking his claim.
‘I will lie where I fell, with no regrets. No remaining thoughts of revenge or jealousy, will taint my decomposing and Universal dispositions.”
“For I cursed myself, when I cursed anyone else.”
LYCHNIS is a project and alter ego of musician Alex Aguilar, who’s based out of Austin, Texas.
The album ‘Heaven’s Night’ dropped through Santa Rosa Records. It’s available now.