Your were there on the wall
Your outline losing focus
As the sun swallows colors, swallows time
You were there in the past
Taking physical form
Your skin enfolding bones and existential flaws
Does it matter
If the evidence was lost?
If the body was never found?
The image on the bricks
Is proof enough to show
That someone cared enough
To run their fingers on your scales
Tongue and teeth and skin
Simple, flawless
There's still monsters in the depths
I am there at the wall
Staring at the pictures
Of the missing and the lost, hoping you'll be found
And you were there on the wall
Forgotten in the shadows
If you'd ever been at all
Maybe you only existed
In far-off eastern China
Maybe the man who put your picture up
Had never even seen you
Maybe the color of your skin had been
Every color ever seen
Maybe your name was whispered out
In long forgotten tongues
Maybe your face would have been worshipped
By the ancient Babylonians
And maybe you're only standing
A dozen feet behind me
Looking up at the wall
Forgetting your own face
Like the water washing down the walls outside the Ishtar Gate
credits
from Cryptids,
released January 1, 2012
Written and performed by Derek Lee Miller.
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