Keep Me

My brain entreats a

solemn thought, it wields

and weeps throughout the

day, keeping me foolish,

foundered and stray

Why do I let these thoughts

wander in? they keep me

in reckless libertine,

fragile and free

Part with me to the

ends of the world,

to places I've never

seen or from heard;

keep me

© Gina McKnight 2011