16 Feb 2015


Empty as I am I reach for alcohol
And find only water
I reach for tobacco and fire and earth and ash
But find only water

And my heart is a rock
Granite and storm winds
A cold cave

And electricity within the cloud
Is blocked
Something in the way

Disconnected and torn and
Far above it all I am

And I reach for dark red or
Clear spirit
And find only water
I reach out for pain or anger or solace
But find only water

And it quenches nothing
And is unsatisfying
And men pray to small gods
And kill for small gods
Deluded as to their time here

the words begin to falter
Trapped within lightning
And I resent the world you
Chose to leave behind.