December 18, 2010
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The cries of a fraud
The stars know I’m a fraud
with shadows in my pockets.
I lied to myself in hopes that I would forget,But creaks of light shine into my cell.
I can never build a perfect defense,
For the truth knows more than I know how to block.
My skin is a corpse; my disease seeps into the world.I am a fraud.
I see myself as all; yet before all, I disappear.
Who knew I could be so little, after having been so big?
I wish to be wiped out, to see what true beauty is;
The world without me.
A world that goes on, and finds good, and has love.
And I am nowhere to be found; they are all happy.
I want to be needed.
But I enter, and swallow everything up. I become all.
May I be empty, to let the good happen in the world.
I am a corrupting invasion, a pervasive flu, a deadly parasite.
Why have I come here?
What if I didn’t know I? What if I only saw others?
I wish for the all to replace me, for others’ goods to become my own.
I am a fraud. I swallow everything up, and spit it up ever worse.
I delight to know you, to find you in the skies. Alive!
Be my all; empty me. Let me know life. There is so much to see.
My captious heart tries to sail away; but your storms forbid me.
Teach me, guide me, help me. May I be yours.
‘Bought with a price’
I want the life you have to give.
The world would go on; let others’ goods be your own.
I don’t need much; a place to sleep, friends to laugh with,
a fire to indulge in. A sky at night, filled with your light,
and the feeling of your love.
What an adventure your tough love would be.
Empty me out; shake me, rattle me out of my hypocrisy.
A fraud, a fraud, but one opening up in the marketplace.
It was me; I did it. Let this be true. I want to be in your home.
Let me know what it means again.
