Approaching the Rocking Chair
I state all of my words
in the form of a prayer
you intercept and hold in your glacial fist,
the sarcastic way
you roll your eyes to look at me
revives every ounce of doubt
that has ever existed
in my soul,
You hear how calmly
I say your name
disregarding the fact that I spent last night
rehearsing every syllable,
every inflection,
You’re just so hard to talk to sometimes.
America's New Song - Benjamin, the Accused
