And Yet again the form

Elphin thoughts , wafting breezes
Take me where the Way chooses
Sometimes the fibres of the rope
fascinate me   
Sometimes the shine of the steel
travests the thoughts in My heart

Turning over and watching slowly
the crimson lines made
on the sheets   
an intricate pattern evolved
yet why not smudged   
Is this the only thing ?

Look inside
who is sane    and who is safe
I want the sounds: to hear      
Music to My ears
when I see the eyes      watching
feral and deceptive   

Take Me to that same place
you were
Alone no, Both!   
Never more
as its a waste

That man stands at
the corner
is it the form   
strewn around      

Its the Way  
I carved My name.
Little boy I was      Not anymore   
And Yet I carve   
and enjoy it so