held in hands, a warm cup
of skin always taken in by peers
and friends and the heightened fears
over the years
now i know i'm not like everyone
in this head i see the ground
you came from, unknown, undug
from where you were staying in
a backyard bed until
we came together
raspberry, in my hand
you feel alright but i don't
know if i am
i can't change
what i am right now, but
i'll be fine in the next life
i know i can say, i'm honest
with myself and with
my red tasty gem
and sure they will try, but
they can't take away
my secret loving friend
and on a good day, my mind
is like the country...green wide open
a breath of zen that's nice
on the eyes, lonely, without a prayer
take the trip that i have
i am at risk
but i guess you know...
explosions
from the goldfish bowl
visions
of blue girls crying stars
the more the garden sings
the harder it gets to stay in
there are a lot of choices
so many voices ruling me
so many of them at once
yelling, "everything's a mess"...i know |