One track mind wondering
the songlines,
sifting between radio stations.
 All the sounds filling my silence
fine tuning of the undertones that draw me in
and drown me in, the passing moods of humanity.

And once upon a dreamtime you weren't afraid to Love me,
just to let me love you back.
So I pretended it was like walt disney said,
and that I didn't know
your feet were bleeding,
and how you'd walked through broken glass to reach me.

The tears spring easy to my eyes,
feeling you in every one and thing I dare to feel
until I turn over and into my own self once again.
trying tactfully to find perspective
on exzactly what it is I can not say
or why.

The Lion of time yawns
her breath always at my shoulder
as I'm slipping through the whole world,
Loosing touch, my touch
growing old
chasing tales in the wind.