Tears of site


The electric light of freedom, stabs me in the back

And blinds me in mine eyes

Through tears of site, yes at last I see

I invite it in; I welcome it in as an old friend, whom I understand

Close and intimately;

It is cold clammy, and comfortable,

It is… openly familiar to me

Loosen up my heart, with time to see and breathe

The X Factor that is brought before me


The desert blooms,

Allowing for room of growth


The cactus flowers how beautiful they are,

Gentle, silent and still,

They toil not, nor do they weep

For they are protected by the thorns of her lover,

Enfolding her in natural protection

Engorged and full of life’s vigor against the dry and dark that surrounds them

And the nightlife of the desert comes alive

In walls of silence I have never heard before

In city life

And the sound of it is deafening to me

The open handed trick of it beguiles me

The city, how she pretends to care for me

The night life of the city is full of want, greed, and ghosts of illusion,

In electric visions of ghosts reflected in bones of my face

Oh, how they dance,

So lovingly,


Yes it is that smiles at me,

Fine and singing as I am taken home


The electric light of freedom stabs me,

Through tear and somber eyes, yes at last I see

Another lonely night is on the bough

Oh, winding roads that brought me here

And saved me, through what is right

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