My pedigree

"

I leaped & climbed

tried & died

& looked alive

The mask survived

The vacancy grew

I felt & knew

But the abyss

Called out to me

Became home for me

The only thing

That sprouted hope

For my legacy

Now there's death in me

Fields of lies, & depthless seas

& the smell is clouding up

My pedigree

Yet I'm manifesting my own destiny

Burning the fields that

You left to me

All the history

Consumed by the flames

& the seas

Now Noah says

“The slate is clean”

"

-- V. L. Gonzalez