let me pace
one foot in front of the other
across this floor
toughened skin on polished wood
these wild gestures
conducting the symphony of crazy
I know so well

let me pace
until my feet grow tired
calluses worn to fresh pink
arches weary of the heavy lifting
sinking closer to the floor
toes curling like claws

let me pace
humming a mad lullaby
half remembered from a better time
when mummys and daddys still sang
before bed and we said our prayers
on bended knee

let me pace
because tonight words mean nothing
tonight to sit still is impossible
and I can hear the melody leading me onward
guiding me across the floor
one foot in front of the other