Walking Stupor

For months I walk around in a stupor
Might as well call it a stupor
Numb, dumb, weary and worse

Static between stations 

Twenty clocks ticking off

Surround sound syncopation 

Agitato Prestissimo

Rythym of the passing of time

Set in motion and

Waiting the Stuporless Day


On another note, 
I get stuck on songs or songs get stuck on me.
Enough to keep going.
I can't seem to get enough of these gorgeous lyrics and Anthony Way's way:


I heard the voice of Jesus say, “Come unto Me and rest;

Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast.”
I came to Jesus as I was, weary and worn and sad;
I found in Him a resting place, and He has made me glad.

I heard the voice of Jesus say, “Behold, I freely give
The living water; thirsty one, stoop down, and drink, and live.”
I came to Jesus, and I drank of that life giving stream;
My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, and now I live in Him.

I heard the voice of Jesus say, “I am this dark world’s Light;
Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, and all thy day be bright.”
I looked to Jesus, and I found in Him my Star, my Sun;
And in that light of life I’ll walk, till traveling days are done.