Grace has a spirit And we have given it a name This creature may be torn down With the thundering of Padded paws

Blink and it has changed Dogs yelping Buses in the streets A woman screaming Trees getting bigger

Tiptoes Silent steps Swift little rat Asks herself: ‘Why do I insist on doing this?’

A wide array of images Spread out in my mind Can’t focus on any of them It happened too fast If only I can stay awake

Sit beside me deciding where to go Leave the window open The footpath rushes by Speeding picket fences or neon lig… Cold wind rushes behind my neck

Nothing save maybe sorry Maybe a billion times Guilt on our faces Our faces all the same Can’t we realise

The rising arc Followed the world Came back down Brilliant flaming bird Flashing in the sky

Asphyxiate first and Have not the chance to ask Your fate belongs to us Let us lead one another - You into a smoke-filled room, and

Accepted the consequences I’ll always be wondering I want answers Stopped believing There’s truth out there

Lost for words Urban decay Save bullets or else shoot them al… Maybe there is a god Does it need to prove itself still…

and my past in fine grain detail What I can’t see Is the present A product of instant coffee

Atmosphere is brisk but the lights… Waiting, swamped; everyone else se… Am I not seeing something? There’s always sound but be carefu… Keep it clean, but poison it how y…