searched faculties over
what is valued hanging on to
hopes I’ve come to rely on
say is this real
the answer returns positive
in a flurry of questions I’m surveying
for tangible warmth
believe in what I can’t see
but I need to lay hands on
lil something something
break off pieces of distress
scatter on top of somebody else
have them picked up and sang into tranquility
tailored chorus
there are other sources
In the meantime I need eyes
analyzing big and teddy bear brown
hug with a moustache and laugh lines
chest reserved as alternate place of rest
bringing me back to conquer my mind
make me wanna say ow
A Jones for Rhapsody 