Sargasso Weeds

Don't crack that wall
Build a new one. 
Taller, wider, and longer.
Keep the grass green and the trees dead
It is only water they need.
For the long days ahead. 
For the short nights of sleep.
Inside the divided land of death.
I seek no release.
I am released.
Into a burning ember of memories.
Into a sea of sargasso weeds.
I am the endless question.
That tries to be forgotten.
In the depth of an illusion for people.
Taylor made for securing the nonsense.
Inside.