[Verse 1] To not throw stones But to be a rock Between this hard place A quandary I've got I want to hold onto Your hourgla** frame But you're elusive as the sand And sharp as the broken Pieces that hold You together in glue Looks clear and white Feels opaque and blue Handled with care As you really don't seem To reciprocate the efforts And the space in between Elusive lines in the sand Hot to the touch Never a clean break That's asking too much [Chorus] In transit and exit I learn about entering In running away I dream of coming back Afterthoughts Staring at this timepiece Knowing I live and will die It's sombering Seeing many faltering Because conditioning And circumstance But despite all this I simply dream for bliss Loosening my fists And closing my eyes [Verse 2] To not throw stones From across the block I'm in a hard place That's all life's got Existentially docile Yet we are "titanium" Fundamentally hostile Shots to the cranium Grey is the matter Of the anatomy of life We fight wars of colors Perpetually in strife Differing, dissenting Opinion-mixed facts No happy mediums Only high and low attacks Meanwhile I Walk sideways on shorelines For fear of debris And making contact with your eyes [Poem: "Blind Love"]