I’m here of present not pain of past
Body of memories shivers fast
Let it go clouds of paint
Breath to hold not to faint

Circles of life around blank of hate
Madness of times  no time is late
Face to face no shoes of patter
Feed my soul no cup of hatter

Right to look was there to stare
Left to hold no clothes to bare
Warmth inside blackness of words
Over and over to break the curse