Grayland

Neither black nor white
Neither here nor there
Just being with
A familiar stranger

Heavy and light
New wings for flight
Bought with a price:
Warm stinging liquid in your eyes

Release part of the soul
Pierce the heart, grasp it tight
Hold your breath
Soft caresses that claw you inside

You can’t exhale
Can’t pull the knife
Can’t open the void
He left behind

Turn away and take off
Knife in chest, peace in flight
Drought in your eyes
Numbness inside

1/13/1999