greatness coming

I got a list of demands
written on the palm of my hands.
I ball my fist and
you're gonna know where I stand.
-Saul Williams

My heart is flat
like the line that follows death
in a hospital
bed pillows cushioning
the blows of
your words
ring in my ears
deaf to the world
to the noises
of new life
on the horizon
the sun rises
my hopes
that tomorrow will bring
texture
to my heart