Broken

A dirt swatch

To sit and watch

An inner thrill

An outward chill

~

Day after day

Sit, watch, feel, pray

Rare days you fly

New sensations ply

~

Sleep came to my spot

This little map dot

Dreams of a time

When automation is divine

~

No one else involved

Problem solved

We can become one

Done

~

Never ending thrill

Shrill

Constant screaming

Lonesome beaming

~

An outward expression

Of an inward impression

Flying through the night

With utter delight

~

Fly in your direction

I’ll make a course correction

Race toward each other

Neither will smother

~

Screaming into the night

What a sight

No more emotions

No more commotions

~

Your vibrations wake

From my sleepy state

No flames of fury merging

No steal and bone urging

~

Keep screaming

Keep steaming

Head long into the night

Head long out of sight

~

I’ll watch

Count the notch

I’ll wait

Give in to fate