Never Enough

I wield the remote control like a weapon
And the screen goes blank and the world fades
Reduced to the austerity of a bleak black
Desert landscape in which bombs have been tested
Memories vaporised, reduced to nothingness
Those long afternoons of childhood are lost

Dry shimmering light dissipates and stars appear
And I worship them. They represent my voice
My multitudes of words. Marks of ink
On pale paper. They compensate for my sallow eyes
And broken wings and I am destroyed
By the solidity, by the magnitude of things

I pace the floor. I tried to fly
I tried to bid the earth goodbye
By I am bound to this planet by gravity
Words are not enough. They will never be enough
To liberate me…