Like many colors
It is the cause of action
A wide spectrum view
Sitting here watching
Flashing lights, vibrant color
Fingers moving fast.
A flickering T.V. set
I have no remote
The start of all things living
And the ending too.
The FearMy mother once told me
Not to fear the dark
But she knows not what resides
Outside of my comforted ark.
Every night I lay in bed
I wonder what will become of me
A squid might attatch to my little head
And when I'm gone she'll see.
And when I tell my friends at school
They all laugh and make fun of me
Every night I return to that black inky pool
And when I'm gone they'll see.
And when they lay in bed at night
Comforted and dreaming
I'll be all alone in the darkness
Terrified and screaming.
GuiltAs mysterious as the sound of one hand clapping
It comes from things we cannot understand
The guilt of something you did not do
It flows in like liquid mercury
And slowly poisons you
As mysterious as patterns in the static of your television
It comes from things we do understand
But still comes from something you did not do
It still sits in your body
Your tongue turns to sandpaper every time you go back
The taste of roughness in your mouth
Almost as if it is mocking you
For that separation
As time progresses
You learn to forget
You learn to forgive
But it's still my fault