Now between writings I create a space
so could read in ease and not in stress
to fill me with things I had less
not let my mind be drowned by pace.

Now between writings I create a space
it lessens the hurry kills the stress
helps to see ways find new address
discover light in untrod recess.

Now between writings I create a space
it shows me the order clears the mess
I think now more write down less
my soul is happy to be out of the race.

Now between writings I create a space
it reinvents ways kills the stress
lets me to places I didn't access
of unseen tears unread happiness.

I'm ganna rip out my ribs,
and wear as wings
Dead leaves for feathers,
and strung up on strings.

My heads in the clouds,
My boots in the dirt.
I'm stretched thin,
I'm ganna fall an' meet the earth.

And I can't breath
I can't breath
I'm ganna fly.

Now those old robins,
ain't they just like me?
Red chest plumage,
and waitin' for spring.

So I'll shoot through,
that electric blue.
Chest wide open
and bleedin' on you.

*And I can't breath.
I can't breath.
I'm ganna fly.

No words do this just
It shall remain underwritten
But to sum it all up;
Darling, I'm smitten

When the day was dying
I was back to the market.

The last time I was there
haggled with her over the price.

She wanted to sell high
I wanted to buy low.

You win she said at last
I bought high
but have to sell low.

I knew she was lying.

This time she wasn't there.

Someone said
her man had left for another woman
and she hadn't since been seen.

The deepening evening hung like a dagger of pain.

She was never good at bargain.

Can I take away the cause
Can I take away the reason
Can I become sane
Can I become the person
I used to be once again?

-Kaya

Just go...
Doesn't matter where
Just know....
I'll always be there.
So show....
Me your pretty smile
And know
That's how to live a while.