except for when i am asleep
xylophone playing on my teeth
can’t even open my eyes sometimes
evenly the pressure building in my skull
lifting those worries about myself which
let me increase the accuracy of my thinking
ended all the doubt that last year compiled
nevermind these collected choices in question
this future now requires my total concentration
daring as i can stand to be
error on the side of caution each day
so i can get out of the world inside my brain
if i use all the tools at my disposal
ready for the universal truths in tonight’s sky
every time the moon wanders in
