I'll Just Show You Another Part Of You Poem by Mark Heathcote

If there's a path you cannot fathom,  
If there's a route you don't believe in,  
I'll take your hand; I'll not guide you.
I'll just show you another part of you.

No one here is satisfied; all are denied.
Like deadlights in the night sky,  
All are chemically unbalanced.
Lust fills each lonely, visionless eye.

…Each heart is filled with lonely echoes.
We're deceitful little children, lain- 
Clutching, talking about contract- 
Cell phones waving hands from the shadows…

If there's a path you cannot fathom,  
If there's a route you don't believe in,  
It leads always potentially to me.
I'll take your hand; I'll not guide you.

I'll just show you another part of you.
That part of you, you haven't yet 
Haven't yet come to understand.
A javelin one that follows a hand-held lead
But takes it's own course command.