O Sweet Undoing - Fred Thomas

Sweet heart and mind, work at the same time

Take in the light of the room you’re in

Sweet exhausted passion

And sweet hour of thrashing

Sweet drunken phone call, sweet asleep in the hall

Sweet best friend through the wall like there’s no one there

Oh sweet clouds, rain on down, rain on me now

Oh sweet friends, breathe through me, breathe no end

Oh, sweet inhalation, sweet breath

Find no space, no fragment, crowded corners, find no audience

Find no rooftops, no rooms, find no silence to cling to

Find no tying of knots, find no alignment of thoughts

Find no incomplete

Sweet death, sweet ruin, sweet end, sweet undoing

Sweet accidental ingestion, sweet terrified questions

Sweet learning of lessons again and again

Oh sweet end of the world, sweet moving away

Sweet start of the day that you can’t start

Sweet want, sweet space, you’ve got to be