Wake up.
Wear the darkness
Like a winter coat
And weep
For the end of innocence
The darkness of a man's heart.
Wake up
No more skies
As broad as an untroubled forehead.
No more sipping the days
Like lemonade.
Wake up.
They told us to touch the stars
And now, only to dream
Within the possibilities?
To stay within the lines?
Tell us we're happy.
Happiness is sitting on my shoulder
chattering in my ear like an ape
always
a breath
out of reach.