It is only the background,
white noise
the sound you don't hear,
easy then to forget
what vocals do and how
they set your mood,

this is
food for those who are hungry
and for those who are hungry
for the company.

I could do well
and live in a lighthouse,
surrounded by the constant
crashing of waves,
I could easily as well be
shingle on the shore,

she saves me again
from myself and
the pain
of not knowing.