My best friend for 16 years
My loyal companion and protector...

I lay in bed
I see your face...

So you have come to collect me?
To send me on my way...

With frost bitten fingers
And feet cold and numb...

Oh my god how I was wrong
I thought you were a self obsessed fool...

As I sit and write things down,
I sometimes wonder why I do...

This is not the icy flow from a mountain
This is a thing born urgency and need...

From a nut
To a stem...

Pounded beats on cobbled streets
Not a drum to hear but the steady fall of feet...

Physics, math and chemistry
It's what my brain does say...

I wander through this carnival,
And I see those flashing lights...

Wee free men, "this is who we are"
Not destined to be be slaves...