In this stone cold I am water
I cannot own the ageless earth
or contain beauty in my words
I can only sing with soul
when I have none left
Roses fade to amber
and have nowhere left to turn
This fury burns me dry
and you may win again,
a thief and a bankrupt hero
You kiss me and cry bitterly
gun to my head, the sun at high noon
The whole town waits in the dust
I am shaken, but I am no conquest
I am a queen
I drive in the night, leaving you
on the side of a busy street
I dance with something to forget,
with a name to be made but
daylight has begun to feel strange
Unshakable faith in my capacity is
nothing without decisive action
My heart is whirling 'round me
assuming love and scaling heights
a watery forest for the plundering
I shout into the void, but
empathy is long-dead
I am the faster draw of us, and
you have given me no choice
I must claim this ground my own
The sun is a false prophet
The moon but a following child
The bullet sails and
all is still
12 May 2010
