As I stand here today……
Bone of my bones, blood of my blood
Man, son of woman, long before flood
Long before Bible, Torah, Koran
Long before war, long before man
Long in the darkness, long in the night
Long before fear, long before fright
Long before flesh, long before blood
Deep in the water, deep in the mud
Down in the magma, right at the core
One gentle lamb with a lion's roar

just came home past twelve
felt my tired feet and thick eyes
the "fruits of labor"

People like you die young, she said
You don't drink, don't
do drugs, eat healthy, rarely
go out, rarely meet new girls

But you keep on writing, boy, you
keep on writing
and that's enough to outweigh
all the above

You'll see

the screen
the keyboard
the small room
the closed door
locked door
closed window
blinders keeping
the sun away
a chair
an empty stomach
protesting against
tequila
more tequila

ready

you can write now