Saturday, November 27, 2004


I need one serving of stability
A place to call my own
Somewhere I can feel at home
Something to lay claim to
To settle my hot-wired head.

I DO NOT need this sense
Of orphanage. It's not loneliness.
And it ain't unwillingness
To listen or be social.
I ain't looking for companionship.

I (I and I) want
A single-minded ideal
Like a cigarette
To burn in its time
The ashes to make a mark
Something clear; stark.
To make it all seem like a big deal.