it may sound silly or off
to some
but
often i realise i have not died
not yet accidentally gasped in to long sleep
thru black celebration and into nowheres peace
and
the chances are i wont tomorrow either
but
i hold the fearlessness of the dead and their armour
and
the nerve of the insane in calm sure paws
in
these
sudden
moments
of realisation and age thatshock me with gentle electric
i
burnt out many times
but
life is endless and relentless and exhausting
its always there until its gone
so
its all through the looking glass
and
if
i
ever
get it together
well
i'd probably be dangerous
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