acraein

Oh I have seen a world
so different from my own.
And one where I
Harvest what I've sown.

A bone will crack 
A stitch and suture
In my place 
I see the future 

Artifacts as clear as day
Matters of the composition 
One choice one outcome
Stay the course or reposition?

One hour I may feel
A certain way.
A change in waves reveal 
My dynamic range.

I wonder if I know anything at all.
Maybe my experience 
Is fractured at the fault.
If I took apart my essences
Recompiled my chemistry 
Would I whir,
Or would I stutter
Screeching to a halt?

Oh I have seen a world
I love to call my own.
A glimpse of some
Winner's wishing bone.

A photograph
Pristine and pure 
No work in post
Captured the allure

Feeling down when I should do more
Spinning plates long cold on the floor
Is there retribution left for me?
Well if it's so I guess we'll see

Is it easier in the sky?
Could these mechinations pass me by?
Could I be grounded in the mist?
No dwelling on the marks I missed

I remember when I lost myself
The hide and seek on carousels
An idle dream turned cry for help
A currency you can't buy or sell

Well you aren't here but I still talk
On a cold and winter walk
You have some bags in your blue coat
I can hear you clear your throat 

Two AM I'm gasping for the breath I breathed
I guess the only change I can see
I spend my time at a computer screen
And my only crown is on tooth 14

Well do I think that I could change?
It's not too late to act my age
There's still time for a final phase
What's a few more nights and days?