"Economizing Tenderness"
I lived through your absence when living itself was a ventilated dying lung I could have just run, exhausted myself But no I had to wait, I wanted to run with you So we could just all run together to the far end of the world where life remains nothing but a dreamlike projection of the purest form of soggy leaves You didn't see me in those dead, hanging hours like pale green mildewed walls As I found my state mired by waiting distasteful as sin That no sin I did was bigger than that I would have told all those things to you If life hasn't been so cruel If you had something more within you than eyes If I wouldn't have crossed myself with shackles right down to my blood gushing heart It hurts me now My helplessness hurts me bitterly What do I do with my rage, in a world ravaged by shell-shocked humans? What do I do with my rage, in a world having guns instead of han...
