Before the Lights Go Out

a poem

those vibes — oh jeez — I couldn’t sleep

someone somewhere was super peaked

my hurt again assumed it’s them

looming right on round the bend

that ever-lie, that truest black

for one who stabbed me in the back

I do digress, it was my fault

still doesn’t change the whole gestalt

unseen through all, my purest sun

all that I’d give to be that one

of peace and joy and unity

supporting them through what’s to be

nothing asked but to exist

beside sometimes and feel that bliss

sure, I’d heard that frightful tune

their own damn list — had played so true

hit my heart in strangest ways

born within — inspired days

symphonies I’d write to feel

something ever quite so real

a chance for what it’s all about

to have before the lights go out

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