Name' sake

Africa on my floor

A curtain for a door

Alien in my being

Stapled to my own ceiling

I can be drunk

Like a glass of water

I can be sober

Like a plane crash

I can cry

Like a Symphony 

I can laugh

Like a landslide

I can stumble and fall

Like a chance turned regret

I can dance the waltz

Like a funeral procession

It used to be colder

In the coming years

I could have been

Afraid of fears

But ive changed my outlook - inwardly

Ive become one with change

As simplicity 

I can see beauty

Or a splinter in the I

I will taste this world with an ache

And choose to be

Fully alive