or: The Lost & Found - from a collection by me entitled “Cry Me A River”
Something simple
Real old-fashioned
Something quaint and un-broke
Something turbo-boost impassioned
Some fires ready to stoke
Like the lust that I called chemistry
Like my angels above
Like the teeth of my defenestry
Like the need I call love
I say “safe” for insecurity
My desires fuel greed
I play trust but I get surety
I say “love” to mean need
All the crimes of my mendacity!
I never heeded my foe
I call sated “half-capacity”
I don't know I don't know
Like the urge I try to satisfy
All the pleasures I yearn
Like the beauty I go blindly by
Dim-lit lessons I learn
Like the world my head goes living in
Houses that I call home
Like my brain - the TV or
The computer that I call “phone”
Like the dream world that I patronise
Like the gift-horse I missed
The escape hatch when I fantasise
Like the first time we kissed
Like the ache when I curl up at night
Like the distance I go
Like the loneliness of morning light
Like the Devil I know
Like old cares that I don’t care about
Like I’m really not here
Like the screams that I don't dare let out
Like I’m scared of the fear
Like the glimmer in my changing eyes
Like my heart re-aligned
Like places my soul could demonise
Like the darkness I find
I feign strength to mask my impotence
I never counted the cost
I lose hope with every incident
Turn the lights out
I'm lost
I feign strength to mask my impotence
I never counted the cost
I lose hope with every incident
Turn the lights out
I'm lost
Like my box-fresh new identity
Like the path that I choose
Wipe the debts of my indemnity
Now I’ve nothing to lose
Like my eyes are open once again
Like emerging from sea
Like recalling why I’m valuable
Like re-finding the key
Like the honour of a bird released
Like discovering sun
Like my soul got newly un-deceased
All of my dreams in one
Like my safe-haven came back to me
Like my purpose returned
Like the cruel boss left the factory
Like my problems got burned
Like the vision of my periphery
Came back into my reach
Like my game of soul midwifery
Taught me something to teach
Like a smile re-learnt my face again
Like my angels are near
Like I’m back in time and space again
Like I’ve nothing to fear
Like I’m informed and engaged again
Like I’m back in the game
Like I’ll never be encaged again
Like an end to all pain
Like the heat of appetite
Reflecting over my thirst
Like my hand of friendship out
To all the things I do worst
Like the sparkle in the morning light
Like beauty with no end
Like the distant farewell call of
Hankerings I transcend
Like the laughter I call “happiness”
Like the game I call “life”
I see pain as a short-term problem
I see goodness as rife
I say “hope” to mean the future, now
I say “no” to mean no
I learnt trust
I know my heart’s alive
Life’s a race
I say “Go!”
Like a baby joyful in surprise
Like I’m back on the ground
Like places my soul could harmonise
Light the torches
I'm found
I'm found
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