I'm not asking you to rescue me
I'm holding on just fine
to the chaos around me
that finds it's way into my resting place
I know you can't expect to find new meaning when you only listen through the same old earphones; tattered
broken and barely clear.
I tell myself that I'm more visible and more awake when I'm listening
but sometimes it feels good to let it go and give in to the visible lines that get lower on that bottle
that voice that gets muddled the more I give in to it's offerings
I am better and I am alive
and that is better than most of what I see day in and day out.
It's been a series of shocks and
rolling along the bloodied line of mistakes
but I'm still here and I'm still feeling the misty reminders showering me from above.
I've earned my keep in this place we call home
and though I may never hear anything but judgement rollin' off your blonde hair blue eyed native face
I've got plenty spaces to fill myself with before I go after the likes of you.
Someone's singing to me about the karma police
and though I hope to hear their sirens I sure do hope they pass me by
on their way to you.
These days I'm sensitive to the way we don't look at each other when we speak
and I'm aware of how the lines that connected us divert as they get closer.
I hear the broken when I see the smile
and I carry on when I see the doubt
and I question the intent when I see the forced intimacy
that has no place in these violent spaces we sleep in
A world that keeps the lights up bright
but the truth locked inside the
burned up churches that were never as sacred as they were secret.
A melancholy fire of blues, greens and oranges
that holds connection adrift
and a purposeful meaning prisoner.
If I can buy your trust
does that mean I can claim your virtue?
Flowers still grow despite the sun and snow falling all at once
they just hold on to their petals a while longer
before giving it up.
You clearly see the message has been lost by the messenger-
it's about tangents and
tantrums
letters mean something at the same time as meaning nothing
or
something that maybe you just don't comprehend?
Resistance
and then we are done...
