Till They Dug His Hole
I could lay here forever
Let the sun burn blisters on me
Can’t let this slip by unsaid
What do you see when you look in me?
I have gained a measure of
acceptance of confusion
All the scars are healed
but they’ll never go away
There is no door to the
cage but stay anyway
“As yes is to if, love is to yes”*
“Better mistrust undeserved than rash words”*
But I keep on doing this
smooth as the night goes in the dawn
comes on me like passing out
Don’t even know it’s here till it’s gone
“But that’s all nonsense
and wide of my mark”**
I need you to want to,
not to understand.
A fool is thought wise
if his mouth is shut.
The smell of flowers
my thoughts on you
