Windfall

Windfall.

staring blankly at the wall again it's not what i see outside

that matters they say look at his face another casualty of anticulture end of the spiral looking backward downward

misdirected

i hear you calling again through the haze the crystal bells of your voice shatter through me i hear you calling again i don't care enough to answer 'cuz i've lost myself

my refuge sleep comes much too slowly clawing through the tunneled artifacts of understanding back to the wall another call let fly a cry for help among the steadfast and the fully anchored

i hear you calling again through the haze the crystal bells of your voice shatter through me, you're calling again i don't care enough to answer 'cuz i've lost myself