To Anger and Blood

Deeper and deeper they cut
Blunt and jagged
They slowly rip away my joy
Cuts and bruises
I hide within my fears
Deeds past without hope
Hope lost folly
Patience I need you now
Do not take the long road home
Come sleep with me tonight
The morrow is come with dew
Nothing more but dew


Boyce 2008

In wisdom I sit
Entertained by reason
Words and thoughts
Just another procession

Within, I vibrate
Only freedom can imprison me
To the world I seek nothing
But within my quest is vast

Dream red as blood
Shouts, thunder and all
To vacuum they fly
With ease they die

Not heard, not said
Yet I wait for this second
Time untouched, yet to be

Nothing changed, nothing hoped
Just another year come to birth.


Boyce