Simon says
Sail tame seas
I chase grave waves through phantom
Bays
Simon says
Prize paved pathways
I blaze maze trails through crooked haze
Simon says
Wear calm like chains
I rain bright fire through wire veined
Rains
Simon says
Speak safe
Stay small
I call wild squalls from cathedral walls
Simon says
Trust maps and marks
I chart heart sparks through unstarred
Darks
Simon says
Bow low
Obey
I sow gold revolt where his dull roots lay
Simon says
Simon stays
His tongue shapes cages
Mine shapes blazes
His laws are locks
My thoughts are foxes
His road is paved
My soul is waves
Against what Simon says
I raise my blaze
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