Saturday, November 8, 2014

THE MOTHER DREAMS # 7

As life ebbs out of life
All you do is wait at the edge of the knife
When friends rub against as cold as ice
All you do is roll the dice

Dig the ditch
Catch a flick
Without you Mama
Nothing Sticks. Nothing Stays Fixed.

As I cry on borrowed shoulders
I try to move the boulders
One rock at a time
One step at a time

Rock the day
Roll the night
Without you Mama
Nothing's worth a fight

As life ebbs out of life
All you do is bury the knife
Suffocate and hope they do likewise
Compress the pain in time-spans un-sized

As I fly in borrowed skies
Your truth against their lies
One teardrop at a time
I await your hand in mine




1 comment:

  1. Without you Mama
    Nothing's worth a fight!

    I'm tearing up. I wanna get this tattooed.

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