rail me to you straight
to no distractions pass me
my cocoon

some one
sold you (
to your
own cell

) here the key
lay the floor

but you don't
see it

you sit
misery
your cell

let me
sit
with you

so

depression sit
pool heart

bitter poison
eat wall

seep
drip drip

... ...

into eye
cannot know

you
I

now

go

who let the secret
out the door
down the walk

I am not a poet
just an arranger
of words in
little rows

go chase the walk
down after it

while I sit
and sip
my tea

you can't hear
the music
in my head

I can't
hear you

I think
it matters

the rock scream - singer
sets the nerves on edge and will
happy me

in this war between
me and you are the victim
I lay down