Burnt myself again today
need to be more careful with fire

I don't get out much
but there isn't much to do on the outside

The stillness in this house
on a higher level than most

Like time ceases to exist
once I stepped through the door

I just press the button play the music
and melt out of my physical being

Float through my days
in the melancholy light

Going about my crafts
singing to the silent audience that is my home