sun belts

my face became a solid stone set engraved tombs beyond the life and death decomposed all quiet to pose with the sand swirling heat strange beauty saved the day before we could complete there the next face toiled in the image of a shape placed to the night compass unleveled in the rain great puddles of peculiar mirror reflected pain in suffering the life becomes more complete the surface gives way to the erosive force of light the furnace burns on and on through the fight like a magnet energy pulling moon particle tides our sun belts the endless mistake before the saved where my face became a solid stone set engraved