This is my song to
-it.
I don't know what
I'm singing
to and there is no
music except for these
words and the sounds the voice in your
head makes as
it sings them.

This is my song for it
it's
an O M N I
I can feel it
everywhere in me and
all around
and I can't understand
it
which makes me feel
better
because I don't think
it understands
me either.
me either.

I wish I could sing
and bring
it forward
make these words a
channel for it to
flow through
and into
me but -
alas,
these words are
-confiningconstricting-
there aren't enough to comprehend
this feeling
this odd, odd
feeling for it.
So, instead
these words flow
smooth
like boulders
crashing
clumsily over one
another
on steel,
These words flow
like coarse sand
paper
down a satin night
dress,
in hopes
in
hopes
that this song will bring me to know you.
This is my song for it
This is
my song
for
it.

07/07/2003

Posted on 07/08/2003
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