Remains

And when the bough has broken

Red amber ash of fractal light

Breaks up to form new gods

Falling down, falling

In glazed blue droplets of sound

And pounding hearts

Pumping water

(And when the bough has broken

And when the cradle's fallen

Take what remains

And build new gods

To pray we can exist in an ocean abyss

What else is there?

What else is there?)