At the Start

Bring me up lines of light
Into the heart that lies behind
Along the beams that hang the head
To see the seas that split the sky
To seize the glass that cuts the howl
Against the stars that stop the thought
And stare the drops that start a dream
That trusts the sound above the sight
That feels the sound in other things
That feels the sound in other things
That cross the bar that crosses space
With all the spaces that forget
To sing that song that spins the hope
That seals the hole that stores the bleach
Inside old stings that tear the windows out of time
To drag the dark back into eyes
That try to cling against the walls
That bleed each breath that makes the noise
Around the sight that chews the face
Cracked into cries that pin the notes
Between black spines that shape the skin
That stitches teeth around the light
That shows the pain
That shows the pain
That shows the pain

That leaves these words beyond the reach
Of all the tongues that coat their drain
And leaves me free to dream the sun
Back down these desperate miles again
And leaves me free
And leaves me free