Night Swimming - Edited Version

By day I sit in a stagnant pool of workers
While management sharks circle and dive
Through currents of meaningless business
We sit in the scum at the bottom
Waiting for morsels to float down

But at night I tap into the stream
The music of my soul leads me up and beyond
I finally understand what power means
And as I render another tune
It all starts to make sense

By day I stare out the sliver of window
At great expanses of nothing
Grey strips of boredom
Meaningless, barren shells of mundanity
I wonder if there is going to be anything out there for me

But at night words run from my fingers fearlessly
Quicker than I can think them
And I forget about who I’m supposed to be following
And concentrate on distilling
The essence of who I am