All the running
And I don’t know where I was going with this
But
It seemed important enough
Grace then woke me ’round mid-nite
From the dream
That was someone else’s
And giving me small rest
All the running
And I don’t know where I was going with this
But
It seemed important enough
Grace then woke me ’round mid-nite
From the dream
That was someone else’s
And giving me small rest
Some One
in the Kitchen
boiling Water
Beside me
with a Light on
with a warm Voice
with a Penchant
for Chai tea
wanting Details
frOm my dreaming
so to Use them
Against me
My theme song
Sceaming the theme
Fire and belief
Wakes me upA 1am urge
To oil paint
Big broad strokes
Revealing chiseled flamesIn brick red
I think yes
It’ll evoke fire
Mine, the subject’sTheme song ready
Brush and canvas
Us awake now
Fire believe it
My fingerprint -yours
And you’ll serve my tea all day
In fair exchange, right?