Faye

My vision arrives too late, it's not easy to believe, what it has to say, rolling within my thunder, exploded like a tree, lost in moans to numbers, you'll find out one day, when you see me keep, plans you’d thrown away, my mind's without clutter, I hardly need to screech, what is love from you, won’t stand in your way, fix your cowards retreat, know its for your fate, it makes me wonder, births, marriage,wreaths, who splits who asunder, memories of your face, are so easy to read, poetry of futile names, am glad to be free.