All your socks
Are on their own
And there's a party
On the 
Window sill
The sky has
Fallen down
Though the moon
And its light
Creeps through
And I hug myself
To sleep
To wake
Wondering
Always wondering
As I wander
Through the desert
Of broken
Empty bones
Calling the flies
Away from the 
Bar
Queuing endlessly
In a rush
To get where
I'm going
Before I've been 
Anywhere

Sitting 
Motionless
My child
Was a lesson
I refused to learn
Leaning always
Towards all
The things
That could be done
If only there was
Time
If only there was 
Space
And though surrounded
By endless infinity
The end 
Is always nigh
And the race is always
On
Because those who
Don't run
Fall
And the cracks
Are gaping
Ever waiting
To collect the
Tortured souls
Of the almost ran
And didn't run
And always 
Crawled
And cried
When at 
The end of the 
Rainbow
All they found
Was broken dreams
And pieces of
Everything
That they never
Put
Together