There are days when
my mind is clear
and I can see the
edge of love

I see the cliff
I'm holding to
and I knowingly
watch my step

the sun seems higher
and the clouds seem
full
and every quiet moment
doesn't hurt so bad

and then there are the
days ahead
where love does not
exist anywhere
near where I was or
am

There's no step to
watch
no intention
no facade
or "one, two, three."

and the sunset's
brighter here.

The crickets sing
louder here.  

the birds have a
song that I don't
recognize here
and it seduces me,
all the same

Here there's so much pain
and depth
to feeling everything
and all