afloat

afloat on a cloud
absent of sound
the faster i climb
the quicker the
silence grows loud
its just the wind
rushing past now
a swan dive into
the emptiness
past the cliffs
breaking the surface
deepest in the caverns
of the darkest abyss
locked in a gaze with
this is
order to chaos
as love is to
an anarchist
pipebombs and
shrapnel
sealed with a kiss