another room, another bed
another wound to tend
as life clinging claims
more attention than ever
and my thoughts fall
back to moments of peace
however misguided the effort
however foolish the pungent
potion I had to down
in order to reach that
particular path to a much
needed silence
[Honestly, awaking this morning in an odd mood, I only wanted to share this song from one of my favorite bands, but it felt a bit impersonal without at least penning a verse to go with it. So, here is Mad Dog McRea.]