You say "hold on to the reigns"
i say "let them go tonight"
my brain waves
confused between what is and ain't
she cries "groundless and free"
.
tired of the water
tired of the wine
tired of the future
tired of time
tired of the madness
tired of the steel
tired of the violence
tired of me
.
used steel
used steel am i
what was pliable in love
is now hard and crystallized
the intellect is fine
for counting money
and recalling times
that she cried,
"groundless and free"
.
hope is a letter that never arrives
delivered by the postman of my fear