Tense Silence (Alone Again)

Tense silence in my bedroom but not in my bed
Heavenly hymns hum from fingers strumming
Pressing down hot on me
Playing music’s sweet songs in my head

Trembling lines of delightful tension certainly make this moment more attractive

I find a new discovery and add it to old ones
But no one sees the babe I’ve become
No one comes inside my room but me
I have no shivers for you to see
Yet everyone shivers out there within a city in the cold
In a watching darkness that shivers in the night
Where bursts of alley sounds skitter deep in the gutters
Behind old men taking flight with paper bag angels
Far below my shivers that heave warm on musicians erupting volcanically in my head
Amidst tense silence in my bedroom where all the doors and windows are closed