The Lancean Specificity
Peripheral Vision
Mental illness gnaws now around the margins of my mind
Purposefully the way a rat gnaws just because it does
In peripheral vision as the way how I go blind
To what will be my just because as I forget what was
In peripheral vision where the rat will still be kind
In an autumn to remember there falling back to spring
When you will see me still be me then as remembering
What I forget you will remember that of me and yet
I hope what you remember is the best of everything
That you forget the rest the way the rat gnaws my regret
At being temporary very grateful anyway
To be at all though poor and small albeit in the fall
The rat gnaws by the laws of nature as it does its thing
And I am here remembering still as I do today
Despite myself and everything to rise a fallen star
When what I learned from life was love as our thing that we do
In peripheral vision then to see you there for me
Who care for me who dare to be with me the way you are
Out of the corner of my eye away but not too far
Forgetting what was false as we remember what is true
In peripheral vision there where I remember you
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMXI
Purposefully the way a rat gnaws just because it does
In peripheral vision as the way how I go blind
To what will be my just because as I forget what was
In peripheral vision where the rat will still be kind
In an autumn to remember there falling back to spring
When you will see me still be me then as remembering
What I forget you will remember that of me and yet
I hope what you remember is the best of everything
That you forget the rest the way the rat gnaws my regret
At being temporary very grateful anyway
To be at all though poor and small albeit in the fall
The rat gnaws by the laws of nature as it does its thing
And I am here remembering still as I do today
Despite myself and everything to rise a fallen star
When what I learned from life was love as our thing that we do
In peripheral vision then to see you there for me
Who care for me who dare to be with me the way you are
Out of the corner of my eye away but not too far
Forgetting what was false as we remember what is true
In peripheral vision there where I remember you
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMXI
