Truth To Me

There were footsteps
Invisible, loud
Crushing at first
Then funny
What else was there to do but disbelieve
And laugh

Looking down 
There is purple and black
Walking away
Someone did come after all
To take and not rescue 
To take and take and take 

Proud

In the dead of Winter
Long
After the artificial electric
The sound of sung merriment
Now fallen
Let the shine on my bare shoulders 
Reflect the distant auroras
And hold the light
From your eyes 

Marians

I think you’ve a hood
I think it is jade
I think you don’t steal
I think you persuade

They’ll beg me your name
They’ll beg the unfair
They’ll beg more of you
They’ll beg me to share