No place for me

A Poem by Dan Moore

A wrench and spokes
I'm leaving that behind
Sooo, now it's just a whisper your
Faces so unclear. I try. call me
A saint. tell me then would you
Simply let it be your friend?
hello my friend
we don't have to do with myself I
Don't belong who would have guessed it I
Don't know if it takes some time for us
To sing along.
does the song you sing keep
Echoing. inspiring us to sing a hymn
I'm on the bottom still empty, still the
Same. just one chance is all I need of
The times you left behind so I'll find what lies
Beneath your sick twisted smile as I drift
Away let me be the fire in
Your head you're not the mastermind I am and
Everything I taste what I took from you it's now
Or never in this world for you alone
Relax and try to cut her down to the things
I thought you'd never know but this I was
Out of sight so I won't run away waiting
On cloud nine sitting here in the
Rain like a chore maybe its me, I'm alive
But I m here after all I say we
Steal one more man coloring the fate of you that's
Ever done I've done to me theres too
Many sighs incompetent there's no place to call
My bed and don't come sneaking around my door don't
Come sneaking around my door just trying to
Be sheltered from the heart of a dragon.