These days

07.11.2004

At times it feeds me with joy
at times it eats me alive
it rings more true than any holy word
every word rings false
none of my tools can explain
nothing in me can give it justice
the way i burn
the way i sing
the way i ache
the way i implode
the way i rejoice
Every nerve, every bone, every tear, every vein,
every hair, every muscle, every nail, every noice,
every tune, every thought, every smile, every corner of me
is filled.

With you.