Exhausted ghazal

You have screamed and burned away all the drama and feeling, for peace

You have rocked your stunned body to sleep, reeling, for peace.

The lines on your fingers have faded to ghostly yesterday

You lie with your eyes not seeing the ceiling, for peace.

The police have come and gone for the noise you made

You are quieter than ever, falling, kneeling, for peace.

You beautiful idiot, you've brained yourself to nothingness

So tired of war you are scrambling, squabbling, squealing for peace.

You woke up with a waterfall of scary wild crazy talk

Now all is still. That's the deal you are dealing, for peace.

Hotel ballrooms are tiny for what you are hiding

Waiting to go far too far, dipping and wheeling for peace

You are searching the bitter corners for crumbs you can call your own

You walk what they taught you, you breathe air you're stealing, for peace.