Monday, June 11, 2012

Lost Souls in the Woods (Poem)

Are you feeling the joy that kills you?
I call out your name and all I see is blue
The love that should have been yours
Turns to vapour filled with chores
I am the only man you can talk to.

Do you lurk in the corner of death?
Filled with mountains of explosive regret?
The cold that hides you in disease
Gives you relief through release
You wake up to know only what you see.

The man lives in the woods somewhere
To give him company you need to go there
The animals die to give both of you way
The only man to give you company is not here to stay
The only man to give you company will soon go away.

I call out your name now in a frenzy
The reply I get is crazy;
My brain is rotting for lack of difference
But I can see you in the corner of free exuberance.
I get to see you from grace to the blues
I get to see you in all that I choose.