evermore to nevermore

Leaf-free tree, mute, twirls in the wind’s orchestra. Sugar rush—a staccato phish, coasting the cliff air, we cut the tether unbound and yet there we are racoon eyes that see everything and nothing dragging chains of pity twang there goes lights out not to the owl though our gatekeeper in field of void bitter earth frown gravity grapples Formations rise, ensemble and dissemble, only to stumble, ending in an eyre— a salami mashup of disregard. was that all we could possibly be evermore to nevermore