Skyscraper Apartment, Rain Outside, Brothers Inside

Yielding only to acceptance

Over all the pretend-tragedy

Until it comes to life

‘Maybe is such a lovely word’

All the time I hate to wonder

Yielding only to acceptance

Tiring of obligations

Irritated by any Order

Regretting any end to this Chaos

Eventually letting go entirely

Only you can save mankind

Forget about their countless crimes

Maybe is such a hateful word

Every step is wound-for-wound

Casual is the way to go

Against the easy-going flow

Until it comes to life

Secrets burning in the night

Every step is word-for-word

Inside the raw realisation

My head is burning with acceptance

Never is such a pointless word

Over all the pretend-happiness

Then it comes to life

Wondering is such a wasted sport

Having all the non-existent secrets

Over all the pretend-cleverness

Inside the reality of nothing

Until we come to life

Secrets come and burn and die

Every word is step-by-step

Driving through our waking bones

The secrets so long unreal, we’ve forgotten

Over the pretend-sympathy of misunderstanding

Be whatever the hell you want to be.

Every day is blow-by-blow, smile-by-smile, another shallow sea.

7 January 2007