for the reverence of life
i worshipped thee
bearing the pious seed
of the moments you breathe

i thought of life
as a stream of choices
but you have me covering
under the confused voices

you falter to cover
the bleeding incondite hanging off me
alone, down i hide, numb
from the truth i am scared to see

why do i seek
my peace hither in random faces
how i still sense it around
only to hit wrong places