Dimensions

A tenuous road,Trying to get home,My lover, my friend,Together alone.

A winding road,The sun and the rain,Piercing our hearts,In our joy and our pain.

A mystery road,In the light of the night,We strive for each other,With all that we hold.

Digital store, give me more,Inject my heart with needing;Cyber score, to the core,Data flow the feeding.

Digital fix, electron kicks,Numb my soul in streaming;Pixel lore, endless pour,Blinded by your scheming.

I lay one night in mournful praise,Of all my wanderings, of all my ways;Voices called from long dead ties,The whirlpool of a million whys.

My eyes so blurred from years of pain,Condemned to feel, to be the same;My heart so broken, I screamed to call,And saw God's picture on the wall.

He danced before me as if to mock,The many times I kneeled and talked;And with faith gone, my head I bow,Alone, I wonder if He's watching now.

Open the vein of existence,Bleeding hope, despair, resistance;Cut-and-carve the sustenance,Transfuse the faith persistence.

Some muses are calm and steady,Others profound and deadly,For in the pen I hold at ready,Careen and call, and cue the medley.

Teasing muse, I pay my dues,In the unknown time you choose;Seductive ruse, you light the fuse,This song I will not lose.

For I am a poet, a holy hot mess,A boiling bard of endless stress,A seething soul of incandesce,Burn, burn, the sacred text.