For The Animal
And now, though years can separate
The sky from blue and black
Gladly, I remorse this state
This blatant lack
If life began as small as dust
And grew like petals pour
I watched it mold from gold to rust
I watched it sour
If life began, where I began
Upon a smaller space
From shape to shape within a man
From race to race
I drew out all the ledges
And folded halves inside
I cornered all the edges
So you could hide
I floundered in that boat
Like insence in a can
You trickled down my throat
And then you ran
Godspeed, save you
Draw you out of me
I cannot break the bottle
Throttle me
And now, though ghosts awaken
By borrowing my voice
The road, as not yet taken
Was not my choice.
The hand I left outdoors
The heart I left inside
Apathy adores
My liquor pride
And last, I sought to write
When time can seperate
The morning from the night
When it is late
I curved you with my spurns
I shaped them with my tongue
A wiser man learns
When he is young.
