(2014)
I’ve been so afraid to speak these heartfelt words. This secret has been kept so well, from myself, by myself,
I was addressed today in the secret silent language that everyone knows; except for me. It was assumed I’d know exactly
The storm is brewing. I smell it in the air. I am panicking. I fear this tempest might cost my life.
It’s only you that I can trust to hear these words as true. Those I know seem blinded by some notion or another about me. You are my closest confidant
Is there any way I might touch yo… that doesn’t skim right off the su… of your exquisitely contrived vene… Is there a plea which I might utt… that would stir you from within?
For those who only know oasis it must be difficult to fathom another way of life beyond the wal… amidst the shifting dunes. Those that follow gypsy trails
Are you the one I have no words f… Are you the one who seeks the space between these lines? I used to think I’d know you inst… Now I don’t know anything at all.
I see no reason now to disguise this naked heart and soul of mine. You can hide there
Your unexpected words of kindness fell upon this desert dweller’s arid heart
Weep for the fallen warriors. Weep for those souls considered collateral damage. Weep for the profiteers. Weep for the deserters.
Who of you will follow where I’m bound to go? None that I can see. None that I can name. No-one that I know.
It is me. I am stripped down to my most naked intentions; having worn so many coats and less than noble guises.
Who’s gonna throw my pitiful ashes into the holy mother Ganges? Who’s gonna hold it as their sacre… Who’s gonna know the need for this… I’ve seen so many nameless shadows
Come out, come out, wherever you are. I know you’re in here. You dirty little secret.
There’s a fearsome beast within, huddled tense and waiting, in the furthest corner of this brittle heart. It lies alert to any signal