I don't remember what anything means and the night is too dazzling
to fall into dreams the words that are failing me fill up the void but
no one but me seems to feel it.
Hard to forget
that my work is to know and to do what it takes and to put on a show
that will make you feel better at least til you go and alone you
yourself have to heal it.
And all by ourselves
we still gather and hover and tell all the stories and laugh with the
others like all of the ways that I've sat and imagined I know what it's
like to be in it.
So tonight go outside let the
laughter be second to sounds from the stars as they recount the record
the tales from the ancestors poets and priests and all of the fishes and
all of the trees
Cause I want to remember the
silence of meaningless want to sink blissfully into irrelevance want
just to be and to know that I'm worthless and infinite just like the
stars
And as much as I'd like to be given a
reason I'll settle for just being part of the seasons and doing as much
as I can and believing that living is more than just knowing and seeing
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