Spare Me

I harness power, at whose expense?

Going here, there, I will rest my bones.
We sing of

Weeping willows, and we live weeping tears

Uncertain of our future path, yet

why not seizing it?

I wonder if we delight in just imagining

something greater

Out there to make us feel

Better about the present

Truly the way

My mind is Overrun,

like streams flowing

Together before streets were

Paved and all just

Ran in the street

Floating beds floating heads come through me

Consume me

Breathe me for this is

What is now

Torch and burn

But this is now

Some want it darker, but not everyone.

The flame will extinguish regardless

But we don’t need to fuel the flame

To hasten its death.

A million candles burn to memorialize

My shame, hineni hineni

I’m not ready, my lord

I have much work to do, please.

Spare me on this go around,

And I’ll come with peacefully next time.

I’ll walk hand in hand, we

Can whistle if you’d like.

You’ve given me this soul,

Let me sing with it a little longer

Let my flame burn a little brighter

my, my, i can’t breathe.

Maybe you can’t breathe up there either,

you need some of my breaths

Come kiss me and take of mine

What you cannot have on your

Own.

All the dreams of mine can go

Through you for now-

Maybe we will return to

These vistas in another time,

Another world.