cold
and lonely
through these long dark days of absence

come and ride with me
and we'll go blotting out the Sun

remember trees?
where wood came from
so many kinds

Collapse is a Cross
where see'ers are hung
for naming the thing
and what must be done

come one, come all
both the big and the small
everyone give it a try

Behold! The Hollow Men
stripped clean of their souls

be a good boy
all day long

I know it's hard
to be strong

layers of us
laid down over time
we have a reason
there is a rhyme

I've breathed the charred remains of a future stole away
felt the heat inside my chest but I did not turn away

I've seen the sacred places become covered with concrete
and paved over my soul just to get something to eat

this vessel is to weak
for the load that it must bear

and I have lost all hope
that we can get from here to there

seven words reflect a seven colored sky

from you
I want nothing

a careful step
and then two
became a run
before I knew

I am a man
who feels and wants

nameless child
birthed in woe

the gift of life
now our foe

there
from the corner
you come
toward me

fingers trace an ivory neck
to a swollen breast

others slide between to legs
a needy spot to rest

call my name
you who see
through my
turbidity

a scent floating on the breeze
caught me unaware

led to a hidden bakery
I didn't know was there

Chani
am I crazy?
some things are meant to be