band today was loud and unsettled and terrible and unholy and...
and so i wrote a poem:


never have i seen the woods
there was always a tree standing in the way
and though that path's been trod before
i's always scared until this day

but courage comes in many forms
and if self-doubt's filled that demand
all the courage that ive got in me
aint all justified with this man

now courage aint a virtue such
that cant be beat by bold refrain
cause the doubt in me wont be benign
and i wont know till we meet again

for now my face'll let you know
that what ive done is pure and right
but strung beneath this paper skin
god knows im yet to see the light

8-19-2004