Mortality’s Crux

No words ever kept still

Nor promises sought for peace

Save for the endless succession

Of subtlety's sanctuary 

No masks ever hid secrecy

Nor history sewn silent for long

Save for the details blazoned

By our blood burning sun

No silence ever shrouded wisdom

Nor tranquility in madness

Save for euphoria's sinless

Essence never left unwritten

Thus no lie coveted truth

Nor wrought clarity for fools

Save for what words whispered

Memory with seducing sincerity 

Unrivaled by any veracity, that

Spurious phantom ever possessing

Humanity since its first breath

Boundless and beyond death's

Measure and step, mortality's crux

And crook known simply as:

                                                                    "a book".