I scream catch up
you have no function
you futz in my chest
a mechanical mess
where is that thirst and yearning
you once tortured me with
I am using you
to keep the time
marching into eternity musically
lonely symphonies of experience
I watch mountains moons and stars
hover like mirrors of inner landscapes
I am keeping all to myself
who will know
this burdensome kernel?
I have carried it
through auspicious wastes
and I have died everywhere
But there
where this heat insists
I am not done
not frozen to the core
But a vibrant
word boy awaiting the voice
I will come to know so well
in all this whole playing the part
that rushed
so recklessly ahead
this straggler heart
