Little by Little

Idyllwild, CA after months of being sick with Mono

Little by little I grow into me

The person I always wanted to know

Down the river, my body a boat

For lungs agape, the rhythm of sea

Little by little I know how you work

You time ticking bomb, you keeper of hope

Stop by for a while if only to say:

“As a matter of fact I’ll be dead one day”

Time after time I stumble on blades

Of grass as green as the night is black

Out of the bush come a wild attack

Of that thing I needed to give away

In the end it’s all the same

To choose the plane or the submarine

Watch me fly, black wings above the road

All the while re-writing the code