the ultimate need of our thoughts

even with the ultimate need
of our solidarity we can often
find time for ourselves

lines from the soul
that thrive in their
isolation

the perverse and most
deepest thoughts
alive
burning in time,
waiting to be
unleashed into the wild
of our dreams

it is only then that we
are free

the good songs have
already been heard
and the old composers
dance in their graves
even in their
end times

but they are free as
free as they've always been,
inspiring the flesh
in our brains to write
the best,
and only the best
for that ultimate need
to be heard