"Lay thou tired head to rest."

Thrown into the smoothness
all I asked for was forgiveness
a head full of smoke
my pipe on the ground
as I long to look around
for you
you feel mad
I feel you
seeking desperate rage
against a stone
falling through clouds
thinking aloud
in the mind storm
red raw door
where the crows caw
where darkness befall
the eye that seeketh the rough
acting tough
melting inside
being outside
open your eyes.