Anxiety creeps
Clocks turn continuous; Unfading ends uncertain
Future paths unwoven; Borning spontaneous
When you look over; Hint at the answer
I can only guess; But I guess I know
And anxiety creeps
What to believe
Purpose change morphology; Chances unlikely
Fleets building uprising; Or is your faith in me toppling
Am I opportune in receiving; Your hand your help
But I cannot help striving; Wanting to believe
And anxiety creeps
Monday, August 25, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Don't Play Me
Beyond reproach I could not see
I could not bear the thought
And now you're shining into me
What else? I can't be sought
And as my trust splays out to court,
The jester? All to yours,
On strings my puppet's paws.
I could not bear the thought
And now you're shining into me
What else? I can't be sought
And as my trust splays out to court,
The jester? All to yours,
On strings my puppet's paws.
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