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!