Composed: 7/9/13
Description: Just some thoughts.
I search for you in the night
In the land between here and fantasy
You’re the smoke and spark of my synapses
A battery
But there is no wood
Coarse, warm under my thumb
To ignite the stove
The jump and thump of my body’s pump
All I have is a flashlight
And a battery dies
Scraps of Paper 