Catch & Release

Free Noise, and we speak
Again of the violence
Again of the peak 
Of roads and mountain passes
Between the reach

We’re found over here
From then, we’ll reach
The sites of the abacus 
The moment 
The far and the weep

It’s all amongst us
To keep us low
For no one tomorrow
Will ring this heavy blow
Straight to the head, or the moments end
But without the light
We don’t see the end

We want and we try
To find anything to grasp
On the waters edge
It’s nearer than we think
But only rivers flow, to places in our dreams

It’s never a shame
It’s only a cause
Of something different 
Not caustic 
Or heavy from the pause 

Of only moments we touch
Anything that will last
From the deepest of segues 
Or the doorways from the past 

We’ve been here before 
Have we?
And places like the last
But only those will be known 
From our places we’ve had a catch

Of the lightest hues
And shiniest scales
From the river they were pulled
But they swim again, to find us
All with a hand
Of most they can’t within