Something whispers, certainly not nothing. A subtle impetus to choose to stir and rise
I am seven years old. My brother is ten. The beating was brutal. My brother is recovering conscious… I believed he was dead.
Everything he has ever been taught alerts him to avert that dancing f… What is it then that demands he mu… proceed towards his certain fiery… Some deep and ancient voice within
It was in those early days when everything seemed technicolor there was that explosion only inward then nothing
I see no reason now to disguise this naked heart and soul of mine. You can hide there
I humbly bow before your tender me… for no other reason than I’m sorry… As I listen to my old pal, Leonar… crooning out his holy tunes, there’s a message sounding clear
Who am i to bare my soul with thee… and challenge all that you believe… I share from deep within my being as if my father speaks through me. I see these words of love and merc…
Who of you will follow where I’m bound to go? None that I can see. None that I can name. No-one that I know.
Sweet Mary Jane bade me follow where she led. I went eagerly. She was my life’s one true love. All the others,
What is this code that we agree up… but dare not ever speak in words ? That mysterious unspoken-ness looming where we choose to gather. It’s sure we must be seen to know
There’s a fearsome beast within, huddled tense and waiting, in the furthest corner of this brittle heart. It lies alert to any signal
I am crying now. I don’t know why. Am I supposed to know why it is I cry ? Though I always feel
I saw him for the first time ever; the one who stole my soul away. He appeared in a dream. I had never seem him before, yet no doubt it was him.
I gaze into the bleakness of the e… engulfed by a sense of futility an… I am like the man who keeps fishin… though he knows the river is spent… I cast my line into the milky pool…
Come out, come out, wherever you are. I know you’re in here. You dirty little secret.
