Colly Strings-Poem

Colly strings, oh how I've been pulled by each string imaginable this past awhile. Where are you taking me?
To the darkness where I aly myself a tomb,
bury the bones,
narrow in,
narrow out
look into thy tunnel til I see the light of this revelation.
A revelation, that is what I have sat here under this tree to yearn for.

Is it shining through, or is it ceasing away from the grip of my very hand?

The hand is filled with black grease,
the grease of your oil, the oil that slips through every vein of forbid.
Forbidden to foresee everything that I could become,

yet to have it given back to me.

I have reached the revelation for it has been received in grace,

not forbidden when once thought otherwise, for I was, the one...

walking away from you.

Pacing to see the light,
colly strings could you take me along the lines to success?

Colly strings could you see me through? See me, don't forget me.


I'm not walking away anymore, I'm facing the lines of colly.