Stone basins

The heart is a basin, starting out so empty

and filled to the top with each drip drop.

It swells and ebbs, rising and flowing

with the motion we set ourselves in

until, accidentally, carelessly,

A stray pebble, word, slips and falls in,

overflowing.

Suddenly like water, everything is spilt

amongst the dust collecting down on the floor.

Secret worlds and lovers flames

scattered and strewn about,

impossible, implausible to put back together again,

leaving the heart lighter, freer to fill back up again.

Doctor Doctor

I’m drowning

I’m drowning

and doctor,

you're prescribing the water.

Sinking, sinking

How fast can I go?

Down into the deep,

and maybe I’ll lay my head down,

it’s a perfect time to sleep.

Thrashing for air

and the water’s locked in,

got a hold on me.

I’m screaming to rise up,

float and coast

ride the bubbles

but the air,

it's just too cold

and the water,

the waters too deep.

Drowning

while you describe the motion of the ocean.

Speak a little louder, please.

All these words I'm

spilling out,

you know their true,

but you ain't listening

because they didnt come from someone

who looks like you.

With all these categories,

blondie, brown, short and tan,

certainly I can't fit them all in.

My voice is pretty damn new

compared to you,

so why not take a minute and listen in?

Yeah I've got ink,

sorry it's not in a pen.

True, I've got steel in me,

but it's not all nerves.

Guess everyones in an uproar,

because I took a few ounces away

from the artists in the great masterpiece of war.

I'm not sorry I'm a sinner,

I just wish you'd read what I have to say;

You're afraid because...

because you might just agree.