RMC

For something in my DNA
I’m a reckless for awhile.
I can not deny my soul flows
reckless at times I need a smile.

For whatever reason in case
the world ends tomorrow
I want to die in happiness
not in helpless sorrow.

I want to hear your voice,
I can’t so meet your choice.
I reap virtual reaction a faction
of my heart is just noise.

I think it’s my nature
so fuck the nomenclature
I want sometimes to see
something real not a fracture.

Fractured I’ve been so
in the snow I’ll reap what I sew;
I need sometimes to see
the needy parts of my soul.

Control is what I am,
but sorrow does what it does too.
I need sometimes to see
someone who loves me like you.

Unglued I am at times
the strain firing synapses brain
mine is fine I’m not sane
but neither are you some days.