In [Preparation]

Overdue and long since past
Stretched out shadows overcast
Wait impatiently for color to drain
Turn to the sky and pray for rain
Beckon to the moon to give you light
She needs help seeing her own insight
And begs the stars to lay out a map
She can’t set the pin without springing the trap
Step over this life, that life and the next
A prisoner of her own mind – stays perplexed
Shackled, bound and far from free
But for now she’s tied to me

And that’s the way she likes it.
DC08