So this is the requiem of
comfort
part II of
my play
it's the funeral of
ease and rest and stagnant
lazy
days

It's the eye of the hurricane
and I'm afraid of
the other side
of falling so
deep in dark grey rain
I can't be roused from
where I hide

this is the finale
the grandiose hurrah
where I am
leaving one life
to storm with
everything you are

theatre or hurricane
applause or nature's rage
you're act three,
act four,
act five, my love
you're the
endless
stage.