Holy how long have you been listening, glistening from the tree tops above, where my musical notes don’t reach, and your ears are shut out from what everyone hears, here where there’s a community of like-minded individuals, powerful like the mob, or there where it’s all one all you, lonely if not for the unique magic that you create for yourself.

Come back to us dear, we miss you so badly as we miss anyone else, come back and hear the headless harken, the waves that don’t break, save the lack for a beach, the slack for a rope that hangs itself, the self same love that hands its own shoulders, and all for what you wanted but never found out there alone, come back to us dear, you’ll be safe here.