For all it's worth

I stand beside the entrance,
and stare my way through,
the scene is enlightening,
but too thorough and blue,

i'm hungry to be made,
my engine soon to burst,
I quench when I smell you,
I sniff with my thirst,

an angel tells me stories,
of where i long to be,
in time i'll see the future,
behind my metal screen,

closed up and crazier,
than I felt years before,
opened up and freer,
someone pushed us through the door.