In the quiet
that's when it comes
no crisis or noise
of broken faith
crystal clear efforts
works of consequence
honest toil turning
out shapes
on a quiet lathe
dust and grime
coat my hands
sweat plays kiss chasey
down my spine
grinding out my pleasure
yet again
this is not chore
it's works of consequences
I can live with it
tand the pain
that's when it comes
no crisis or noise
of broken faith
crystal clear efforts
works of consequence
honest toil turning
out shapes
on a quiet lathe
dust and grime
coat my hands
sweat plays kiss chasey
down my spine
grinding out my pleasure
yet again
this is not chore
it's works of consequences
I can live with it
tand the pain