Lyric

Something moves in me

But it has no clean edge

Like a color loading badly

Under glass

I try to name it

Sad, maybe

Tired, maybe

None of them fit

All my feelings come through broken

Soft squares where a heart should be

I can almost see the reason

But it won’t sharpen for me

The room is not wrong

I am not gone

But every thought arrives

With missing corners

Hold me gently

I may not render right

Some parts of me are present

Some are only light

Maybe clarity

Is not the point tonight

Maybe I can be unclear

And still be real