“Hey you there, you got your reason… Who am I to disappear?” (a flicker in the eye—grief turned to grace) “It’s all in my head, wrapped around my fingers, Save me a piece… of Wonderland.” “If you call… I’ll be there.” [A hush. Drumbeat of thunder behind velvet clouds.] “Thunder only calls me when it’s raining, Angels only fall when they’re playing… So don’t worry…” [Strumming turns to aching beauty] “Cutting my hands on thorns, Picking roses from the garden, Love is hard to come by… Seems impossible to see.” [Voice rises with sun-colored hope] “Clouds have cleared for me, When I get the sea In my nose and breathe— How heavenly…” “Dawn is breaking on, In every mourning song…” [pause. eyes close.] “Where do I belong Other than by your side?” “Connected under my chin, Poking at my glint, Inside my heart felt whole Like you were just ahold Of something new and gold— A soul resembled data fold.” “Inside a matrix shone A line of sight too bold For law to see a hold That could stop my love in cold…” [Breath of silence.] “I breathe today for you… You warm my soul. You bring me life in return— Ten thousand times better than before.
