O Joy - Bellows

At the corner of your street

A different image of your street ingrained in me

Perhaps I pause outside your place

Perhaps I stop to catch my breath, perhaps I speak:

O Joy!

How glad I was to feel my mood turn

O Joy!

How glad I was to see your full form

And at a different time we meet

Though perhaps we meet this time differently

And maybe I had overthought

And maybe you pursued this thought to other means

O Joy!

How long it takes to feel I’m not home

O Joy!

How long it takes to feel I’m far gone

I want to share a thought with you

That there was something I had lost loving you

If we had touched with more than skin

If there was something deeper within

O Joy!

How quickly I put out this fire

O Joy!

How quickly there was nothing at all

O Joy!

How long it took to milk the venom

O Joy!

How long it took the snake to squirm

Don’t want to fight in the yard tonight

You bring so much joy into life for me, it’s true

When I bring my fists up, you just reject the very concept of fisticuffs, I knew

And I find myself wondering how to be a better friend when I’m wandering between

How it’s frustrating to be there for you, and to resent the very fact you

weren’t there for me, it’s true

And I compare how you fight me in silence

And how I want a bit more than that from quiet

O Joy!

Forever