11 January 2010

eight.


pouring out.

this chord will pour out all the prayers
in a silent song i wrote two nights ago.

lyrical inclination causing a disruptive
vibration in the ears of the One who listens.

this melody will drip every syllable of this tune
on to the record i bought for my every thought.

i am tipping over and pouring out the confusion,
the delusion, the illusion that was bottled up. in me.

spilling. tipping. pouring it out. to You.