Rachael Cook

Rookie (09/03/88 / Medina)

Biography of Rachael Cook

Twenty six years and Seems like I've just begun To understand my, my intimate is no one When the director sold the show, (Who) bought its last rites? They cut the cast, the music and the lights This is my line, this is eternal How did I ever end up here? Discarnate, preternatural My prayers to disappear Absent of grace, marked as infernal Ungranted in dead time, left me disowned To this nature, so unnatural I remain alone Twenty six years end Still speaking in these tongues Such revelations while understood by no-one When the new actor stole the show (Who) questioned his grace? Please clear this house of ill-acquired taste This is my line, this is eternal How did I ever end up here? Discarnate, preternatural My prayers to disappear Absent of grace, marked as infernal Ungranted in dead time and left me disowned To this nature, so unnatural I remain alone Give me something Give me something real I lay strewn across the floor Can't solve this puzzle Everyday another small piece can't be found I lay strewn across the floor Pieced up with sorrow The pieces are lost, the pieces don't fit Pieced together incomplete and empty This is my line, this is eternal How did I ever end up here? Discarnate, preternatural My prayers to disappear Absent of grace, marked as infernal Ungranted in dead time And left me disowned To this nature, so unnatural
I remain alone
This is my line, this is eternal How did I end up here? Discarnate, preternatural My prayers to disappear Absent of grace, marked as infernal Ungranted in dead time And left me disowned
To this nature, so unnatural
I remain alone



(A.F.I.-...but home is nowhere)

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Delicacy

Fall in unison with me
onto pillows and bad dreams
Silently, I’ll watch the
hush of your breath
Bewitching
How many people will fall asleep
in sync with me?
Close my eyes and wonder how I got here.
Close my eyes for me when I leave.

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