Splitting words and spitting hurts

Spinning turning 

A changing tide of  unending what and why

And between words something crys

Between this breath something dies

A still unending unexplained dark

That calls how Liam how did you die

Am I dreaming rubbing eyes now

Wondering what I'm thinking as I bless my mind

Lord Jesus Christ forgive me a humble sinner

Blaa blaa blaa

What time could it be in this strange abode

Is Jesus my friend or demonic Lord

Who knows what is up and what is down

If cruel deceit rules the crowd

Did you ever ponder such religious plunder

From golden cages where life is known

Yes I have spoken a changing sea of words with no meaning

And if so why then

A redeamer complex perhaps to hang on your wall of mental ticks

A stutter what you have something to say

Within this catacomb of hopes decay

So let us pray

For I'm tired wired to this motherboard

Of technical romance

Have you seen space

In this astronomic cosmic unravelling wheel of drunkin doubt

Slap bang falling ropes

So wheels are the key 

Perhaps 

An Answer at last

A poem by Liam Herdman