Grain of Salt

Lyrics to a song I wrote, but I suppose it doubles as a poem.

Deep sun-gaze, holes in her eyes

Water-logged theory, light to the flies

Dying relief, soon to scurry

My soul is burning, pass in a hurry

Week four is done, time to start over

Heavy glow staining, playing red-rover

Of everything I thought could be

Rolling in the sky, pouring the sea

Explain every ending of this holocaust

Genocide never had any thought

But to the one created here today

Lighting the door to a better way

Flying kite, calming wind

Picking from a tree, original sin

Driving force, kick the door in

Contemplate mercy, the could've been

Month closes, end of cycle

Failed punchline, creatures cackle

Nails dulled down to a crisp

Nothing could've amounted to all of this

Explain every ending of this holocaust

Charity never had any fault

But the one created here to day

Lighting the door to a better way

Shrouded faces, unending drama

Barren wasteland, neutered llama

Wind-carried echoes, rustling trees

Night-owl hunts, early-bird sleeps

Critic climax, the unending

Missed call, message sending

Drying supply from a fountain

Blowing wind against a toppling mountain

Explain every ending of this revival

Charity never had any call

But the one created here today

Lighting the door to a better way