look at my lonely world
wonder what can save me.
taught me these constricting ways that steal my
and hobble my forward movements?
have become a stranger in a lonely room
at a lonely table.
know only myself and my creations,
of dark moods and soul contraction.
make grief out of sky-bannering rainbows,
strip mines out of rich mountains.
will my eyes look across their faces,
my dance enter their hearts?
wait for my voice to rise,
altar of ashes and silence.