Don't know what to say
Don't know what to do
Can't just run away
From the past I have with you

It stings in every way
Word stabbing completely through my skin
Piercing my body and heart
Fucking with my mind
I keep thinking, Did I do this
Is that how I feel
Cause I keep getting told that it  s a relief
To not be in my life
Burning I am for the word,
Not closure but resolve
Of the relation-ship that was fractured
A fraction of what was wanted
A faction of what was expected
A factor of two energies combined
A Factory of need for fulfillment
With facts distorted
By manufactured projections of need
A fictional construct of where we wanted to be
Overlaid upon layers offantasy

Don't   know what to say
don't know what to do
can't just run away
From the future I feel due

I try to sing away
Words piercing through
My heart like needle piercing taught balloons without cause
Of explosion
Sitting in the edge of my seat wondering why I didn  t explode
It feels like a broken rib
More than a broken heart
My rib taken from me to combine with earth
And create life like a seed
Oh and my seed?
Bursting at the seem
Needing to be consumed
Wanting to be worth it  s weight in gold
An elixir of the gods
That is not used toplacate fallacies of insecurity
But use precisely to increase the heritage of love and respect
That my ancestorsgranted me the right to carry on into the future

Don't   know what to say
don't know what to do
can't just run away
From the future I felt with you

The looks that come my way
Dartfrom my gaze
Concealed without grace
Thoughts obscured in a haze
Of pain
Stored up for eons
Pent up in my loins
Acting out of my groin
Coursing through the furrows of my fertile mind
Flowing in my veins like a drug injected for the purpose
Of overtaking my system
It  s in every cell of mine
Potent, intoxicating, and causing me to swerve
as I try to regain control of my tail spin.

Don't   know what to say
don't know what to do
can't just run away
From what I know is true

Unaltered is my path
For I know that I move forward
Ritous about the responsibilities
That keep me on the surface
Stoking hard and confident
Swimming up stream like salmon
Returning to their source

Taste guides me
as I have my home imprinted on my pallet
Hurling my body over and over against my relation-ships that stand
There like a giant
DAMN
Placed in my path home
with no concern
For My ancestry and its rights to pass.
they are starting to get it now.
If they want salmon to be
They must set them free
And break down those
 Damn
Stop Damming up the flow of he rivers and streams
River flow of my soul
There is no sink or swim
Caus I choose only one option
To return home!
Don't   know what to say
don't know what to do
can't just run away
Just consistently push onward to &..
ME!
BD 2/25/02 7:44:26 AM