new and in another and pure / shut-down
October 10th, 2006
we have everything
haven’t we?
if not
dance a song of longing
shall we?
count tear-stained faces
times zero
uproot the saddest grass
shut the door, shut it
may it be wood or glass
do not look back
don’t
before you: welcome
harm
it won’t
iron scraps lead you
world a gold
new and in another and pure
untold
——-
is
there
a
"shut-down"
for
this
brain?
wondering
howitfeelstobejustamoundofflesh
inactive
immobile
unattached
unaware
disregarded
neglected
but the soul…
ah, the soul!
the soul inside is a circus
of bliss
and doubtless attempts
and clear, clear skies
in the bluest blue of shade