home but discontent, 11/18/10 after 6pm
I want something so badly
To be lost in the midst of song, perhaps
Transported out of a careworn, tired body
Beyond a mind always going, drunk on info-streams
I want to be lost in a cavern of sound
Here but really gone
An aural wasteland between my ears
Someplace to be lost [to the world]
And to find [myself]
I want to feel
To feel and feel and feel
Joy, ecstatic joy
Triumph
Or furious glee
I want to stomp my head and rock my feet
(I'm not sure I mean it the other way)
But what song could do it for me?
What person or what thing? what drug or what drink? before setting me down gently or abruptly?
Kindly or cruelly throwing me off a cliff?
What I was looking for last night, 11/19/10,6:40pm
When I remember that it's not about me
That it's all about You,
Jesus,
I find the answer to my wanderlust
And that wherever I go--or don't--
I'm satisfied when my soul is kneeling at your feet
Ticktock ticktock
Tame lion
What do you do
When someone wants
To untame you
Time
I like wearing time around my neck
I like how it nestles between my breasts
Kept warm by my beating heart,
My rushing blood,
The pure pleasure of time captured in gold and diamonds and lead
I want something so badly
To be lost in the midst of song, perhaps
Transported out of a careworn, tired body
Beyond a mind always going, drunk on info-streams
I want to be lost in a cavern of sound
Here but really gone
An aural wasteland between my ears
Someplace to be lost [to the world]
And to find [myself]
I want to feel
To feel and feel and feel
Joy, ecstatic joy
Triumph
Or furious glee
I want to stomp my head and rock my feet
(I'm not sure I mean it the other way)
But what song could do it for me?
What person or what thing? what drug or what drink? before setting me down gently or abruptly?
Kindly or cruelly throwing me off a cliff?
What I was looking for last night, 11/19/10,6:40pm
When I remember that it's not about me
That it's all about You,
Jesus,
I find the answer to my wanderlust
And that wherever I go--or don't--
I'm satisfied when my soul is kneeling at your feet
Ticktock ticktock
Tame lion
What do you do
When someone wants
To untame you
Time
I like wearing time around my neck
I like how it nestles between my breasts
Kept warm by my beating heart,
My rushing blood,
The pure pleasure of time captured in gold and diamonds and lead