God!

You should hear

Me complain!

 

About this lack of sleep

You’d never know

I’ve just awakened

From a fifty-year snooze

 

Every time I try to relax

A new tale from beyond

Enters my head

Going on and on

Like a broken record

Until I let it out

 

Or, some soft kiss

Steals into my heart

Setting it on wing

This canary’s very nature

Is endless sweet song

 

There’s no time to rest

The grave is rushing toward us

Like a runaway train

Don’t be struck

Deaf, dumb and dead

Before your time

 

Choose your death wisely

Crack your heart-seed open now

Die in this moment

Singing your birth-song

And you into existence

 

Come join me

In this delicious misery

God

Wants to hear

You complain too!