Nocturne
Last Stop, Minneapolis, Minnesota
Of My Life Sorrow of my life Is the ache in my belly Before sobs quake me Free My sobs set me free To start again and again Over and over Hurt Darkness of the world Indifference of the stars Throbbing hurt of heart Drink Spirits of the lost Surround me in the night’s deep I let them drink me Redemption? Is redemption but Comedy that's invented To soothe tragedy? Dark Light I let dark be dark So light can be light, adjoin And join each other Stranger Wisdom is stranger Who has come to take refuge In nomad heart's tent Pomegranate Pomegranate’s packed, Peopled with seeds of wisdom Such as I can taste Dearest To console myself I sail the blue seas of grief To find nearest shore Magnetic The heart’s magnetic Because electric, elects To find its own way Trading For some I’ve hated Have I also deeply loved Trading with myself Inexplicable Inexplicable Wending winding ways of heart Maze yet must I sing Tsunami Tsunami sorrow Breaks over me as earth quakes Deep wracked crust of me Minneapolis, Minnesota ICEbreaker, I weep immediate in outrage all of US at risk