processes

Is the world a better place now that we've calmed ourselves down?

How synthetic. 

Nelson Mandela died last week. 

How much power can chamomile have in the end?

But hands have stopped shaking.

Maybe it's Jeff Buckley.

Maybe it's the wine from earlier.

Maybe it's the wine, now and tomorrow.

Cynicism never fades, does it?

Tonight you let me hold your hand.

Truths were freed from under rocks and bricks. 

Does it really take an earthquake to teach us honesty?

Nelson Mandela died last week.

I take my hands out of my pockets and light a cigarette.

Sometimes they ask me why I like to smoke and I tell them,

I want to set fire on you,

but I set it on my insides instead.

God gave me the ability to destroy,

because he forgot to give me the ability to create.

Is the world a better place now that you've smiled at me?

But you've broken me. 

Who will pick up after your mess?

Who will come to collect me?

Nelson Mandela is dead. 

Leaves don't fall like they used to.

Lest we forget our principles.

Can you think of a nightmare worse than that?

Maybe it's the hallelujah.

Maybe it's the second cigarette.

Maybe it's your smile lines.

Soul feels heavier somehow.

But how would you possibly know that?

if only I were a little bit older.

if only the jazz wasn't so bad.