I’m a colorless banner flown at half mast
I’m a vessel for last contact
I’m a secondhand piano incapable of tune
Providing the score for “gone too soon”
I’ll test the water
I won’t dive right in
That’s too personal
I’m too delicate
I’ll test the water
I won’t dive right in
I’m not comfortable
I rarely am
Been a sideline voyeur, a conscientious deflector
Been an underpin for something better
Been faulty poet, a personal arsonist
A last responder to my own self interest
Cold-shouldered by design
Sleeping in on borrowed time
Let’s sing, just one more
I’m a trapeze act missing contact
A long way down to the floor
Been a broken record, a conscientious deflector
Been a sounding board for an absent savior
Been a faulty poet, an ambivalent nihilist
A last responder to my own self interest
