Silence my old friend we meet again
i see you wont return my gaze...

Something gentle
a brush in contrast...

My dogs a manic depressive just like me
she sits and looks out the window...

Could you pass me a little time
its lying there just on your left...

Frolicking in a field of complete boredom
lying in a pool of numbed concentration...

What are friends but words
words that only lie...

Flowering thoughts of ever changing love
lost apon the open sea...

Once i went home
the walls where cold and bare...

A vast unmeasurable
prostrate in humiliation...

A mist upon the far off shore
cast below this rage of emotion...

Saturated heart of indistinct proportion
entranced by the dignity of love unfolding...

Truly begotten of gods own heart
the son the reason for an ever doting smile...