Experimenting with the iphone now connecting directly to the macbook automatically. using it to create feedback throughout.

There is a wrongness in my veins

I’ll shut it away

behind my own eyes

It doesn’t become of me to stay

here on my feet

Find me behind curtains

Pulling at my chest

I unleashed the devil once

Maybe he never ran away

I’ll protect you, if I stay still

plant my feet in the soil

Like an oak I’ll be of wonder

I’ll be seats for sparrows

And give you leaves

My roots won’t tangle yours

I’ll be over here

If I see a voice that knows he is of evil

but does not know its pain

I will follow the spark of certainty

The rightness, the arrogance

you give me certain

I give you empty

I’ll be over here

The fear I am you rushes down

banks into your open mouth

And you swallow me whole

I become a certainty

I’ll be over here