Calm the urge, the numbness
The energy explodes in my chamber
My body, oh god how it explodes
To reach the surface and turn back again
As thought, caught in a tide of never
Ending waves holds me down, let me go
Out away running to the straights, the
Course of narrows where the anchor
Rips from its hold, broken bits of
My emotion which knock on my own
Head which run, call, answer, run
Head long into some right, some ancient
Right some new right the fence
The sand the wind always until
I see you, see it is standing
Beating unseen for so much
More time lapses, my crotch
Ridiculed by my own hand
My feeling ridiculed by the
Governing council of you help to
Bend straighten do not I say do
Not, but not a strand of hope
Is left standing as backwards
I leave as eyes look.