You can’t see it,
if you look closely. I know,
it doesn’t add up
two plus two
shows the fire the ignites
the giant powering my time
like a six-hour deadline.
You couldn’t see it under
a magnifying glass, look closely
don’t blink, it’s not there.
I believe you when you say
you want to patch things up,
but there is nothing to patch,
the patch powers my tank to move
the will to wake,
my will to move.
Move the being to make
the dream
the night creates.
