Progress

No
Don’t make me go just
Let me be
Here
At home in a rain stained place
Please just
No

It’s all so new
I didn’t know
Rules
Regulations
Or procedure
It’s so early but
Maybe too late

Perhaps one day
In the next few hundred
When the pieces fit
Decisions made
We’ll see
And for a few brief moments
I’m not there

Perhaps
One day
In the next few hundred
I never really was

Lighted head (and heart)

Broken bones, wrapped in tape
Sitting alone in a crowd that’s stumbling round
Falling down
Lost in time and lost in space
Those bright dark eyes please meet mine

Stood in honour of this place
Moving this too huge world apart
Watching lines
Empty cans to hide my face
A brand new morning to take control

I feel everything

Again here, on the floor
With sound as a friend in darkened rooms
My whole life
Walking now on feathered toes
Staring back into your soul

Something new, for something lost
Loosing these thoughts to run with you
Standing up
To take your hand, led away
I am open, I am ready for it all

I feel everything