what i become

halt and look



you might be surprised by



what surrounds you



i know i expected 



to find an answer



but the voices are silent in the deep.



come and draw me a map



if you know the ways so well.

babylon

look i told you before and i will tell you again



i don't give a fuck



about how great you think you are



i am better



i will outlast you, i will win



this is truth-



when you are in your grave i will still beat on



you think you make the rules but it is not so.

right away

it would help to be a better person



but it seems so unlikely



or at least unattainable.



i wish i had



all the moves down



but instead i just bumble along



hoping for help along the way.

on that

don't go that way don't



believe anything they tell you



i'm not what they say



i'm not what any tongue can form



you just have to take it from me, take it on faith.

seventy times seven

it is a lot to ask but



anything worth doing is worth doing badly



i don't feel sorry for myself most of the time, 



when it creeps in i try to shut it out, shut up



everyone wants a fucking pity party



but i see the rays to guide us of course it is hard



yes life can be tough



buck up, face it



and ride on.

the spire

see how even the steeples of the forest



reach towards Heaven:




it seemed merely scratched on the sky by a fingernail



and everything from the tallest



to the mustard seed



is calling out glory.



Let go



i tell myself, every time again.



when i do i am rewarded, i am



amazed.

for the road

low 



low, below



it all lies something we can't say.



I won't speak the name but I hold it in me anyway.



Dark days we can't change



one way as bad as the other so why try



the many rooms are needed in your house.