Leech

Here’s everyone I know

think I’m across it all

But it’s not half as much

as you would think with us

I want to hold it now

I want to see it’s form

Not incidentally

I think you’re really free from it

It’s starting up again

I’m seeing all my friends

but they fall back a mile

when it comes rolling round

I want you in my life

can it be really gone?

if it’s a lifeless fist

what can you do with it at all

Almost

My love

Move on

All in this stretch of time

I cannot see it’s fire

Don’t waste enough of my life

Just cut and paste these lines

Scared of the darkness

Always in the nightmare

always not enough now

always spitting careless lies

But then it seems alive

such a familiar form

cascading from the stem

re-living time and then its gone

I just missed that street

Now parking here’s not free

Thoughts processing knots

Clinging like a leech

All in this stretch of time

I cannot see it’s fire

Don’t waste enough of my life

I call on this careless calm of night

And wait until it’s mine

Still strain to see it’s form

I’ve wasted enough of my life

Of course I’ve said enough

Not enough to lie

see that, dead or not

we keep it all in kind

to figure out our lives