This one was written in September 2010:



Dead and Waiting to be Born

Don't wanna be here tonight

Don't wanna see those old faces anymore

Life's too short to waste on a fight

And sometimes it's good to just close the door

I have erased the songs we heard

Endlessly on endless nights

And laughed away the dreams absurd -

Shadow plays in candlelight

But sometimes it's only too wise

To blindfold those searching eyes

Red-rimmed and bleary through sleepless nights

Awake, awaiting, all despite...

Close, close those chapters, set alight

Those crazy doodles running right

Across my pages, my pages bright,

Scribbled, scrabbled, pages bright...

(Posted on FB on September 5, 2010)