suoda

my hands are cleaner than ever before.
no mysteries, no mistakes.
i have a better sense of reality than ever before.
you touch my heart with warmth and keep me driving.
too long has it been. much too long.
it can get so hard to see as these words flutter by.
voices rebuild our actions and keep us drifting.
on this late late night. too late for most, too early for us.
and this time we have our map, our directions and we set sail.
underneath it all, we have this.
the bullfighta and the bull.