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phil

Driven far beyond the watcher
Candlestick cove
Grave cast early morning condesnsation
Wall was cold
Wet on my fingertips
Back of my throat cracked
Air was heavy
Damp

Light started from nothing
Eyes used to finding their own way
Feet floated over the rocks
Something was moving but I didn’t know what
Thought I was alone
Had to remember that it was impossible to be
Never just one
Or always

Staring off
You imagine his last thoughts
Life defined by roles
How can you be sad when you never knew him
Selfish is the audience
Depression from having to cling elsewhere
Broken branches fall beneath the climber
Thought to himself only halfway and then it began

If just nothing more then where do the lost go
If more then how
Someone knows
Everyone cares
But there he was on a stained carpet
Manipulator of the vessel
Toy for the laughing
Object for manipulation

 

taKeiTnoWiTSyours

Seize this
Time now
Here they called and
It’s my time now
Take the stage and
Bare my soul for
Them to feel this
Pain inside of me

Distant vantage of dignity comes through the eyes of faith
Lingering fears of performance bead to my brow
In a place foreign I stand tall
Disguise anxiety with talent and breathe

Life as the puppet
Strings limp in the box
Open the latch and let me out
I can dance now if you let me
Tell me who to be and I will
Tell me what to say and I speak
Where shall I go
What do I do

I am yours
Take me