THANKSgiving

can't see beyond the dawn
sing me just one more tender song
with words that you can feel
what i feel is not even real
i'm drowning out there
out in the fields
all alone in my own guilt
there's scattered thoughts of me
left within memories
just my drunken revelries
pushed aside by sober queens
viewed obscure and obsolete
find my relativity
mixed and stirred sardonically
never reaching authority
lost in reality
i wish, i wish severely
you could see my honesty
it could open doors of belief
not of christ or similarity
something true, worked and dirty
never real without relief
just words that fall asleep
all alone and cold and brief
nothing more for me to speak
i can see nothing beyond
this crease
unfolding in disbelief
insecure and obsolete
i'm worthless and no one's relief
not even on my own tribe
lost alone and full of time
regarded as unrefined
i don't belong in this place
anachronistic in my own mind
cold and worn of any pride
release me and take
my personal heresy
golden lock broken and key
open memories
before i'm buried deep
burn all my relics
before people see
anything of meaning
anything that meant
anything to me
it would make my
existence
stone free
bring it to nature
with no explaining
understood
without meaning
agreed
free me