Appetite for the infinite
Dreams led astray
For the number 7
Despite what it could mean
Hunger driven pining
An appetite for the infinite
With her technicolor dreamcoat
Her sweat pouring and filling all loving cups
Pausing on a journey
to rest ones tired soles
Is it unreasonable to ask
for guidance or direction?
What lies beyond the horizon
that doesn’t even yet exist?
That’s for the dreams
Hungry for pain that’s cause by love
like no other hurt
Seven lives, seven deaths, seven cups, seven
Seven
What does seven mean
to return to the beginning
Have I walked in circles?
Or am I just at the start of another cycle?
Desperation…
I’ll keep moving until it’s time to stop
About a minute left
Then what
Despite what it could mean
For the number seven
Led dreams astray
