super egos hunt you down
lay siege to your freedom

but if you be willing
you will have escaped

kept your secret self
from being vanquished

and here on the mountain top
you sing your songs.

the warp of time
spirals in the mind

age wrinkles
the hands

a toothless grin
at birth

a withered smile
at the end.

"where love is a song settling in the night"

you were the softness of feathers
and the harsh cadence of grief,
you were the sky’s frail mists
and its glittering pools.
in the warm indigos of summer
i welcomed you home,
the sea with its engine pistons
played loud harmonics,
it wasn't the noise but quiet
i wanted most, the way i wanted you,
star silent, drifting like a boat.

the person behind the voice
is found out
the very moment they begin to speak

its how you say it
much more than what you said

cry out for mercy
plead for peace

offer yourself
a willing sacrifice.

shout from the rooftops
for all to hear.