More than a dark comedy it's pure tragedy
Enigma enshrouded in a mist of painful puzzle
Mural paintings now inconspicuous in the murk
Off-white faces staring into space, a thousand miles away
Rewinding to relive each moment like a tape in a cassette player
Inaudible shrieks of laughter and indistinct voices
Existent only in the crevasses of our hearts, now flooded
Silent as light a drop flows outward and down the cheek

Do you think you can riddle me this riddle
Do you think you can help me cross the river and not leave me in the middle

Do you think you can stand it if I pierced your heart with a needle
Do you think you can wait till it's over and not wriggle

Do you think our night calls can be more than the usual jingle
Though It's hard for me to dive in deep but I would if you make it simple

This frown on my face is not becoming and neither is the wrinkle
But when I'm with you like an ironed shirt I lose the crinkles

Is it possible for me to get your right  dimple
I like them and I'm wishing we can mingle

How would you like to remake the ****** *******
Can you go all night or you will fall into a deep sleep like the little

I'm bad at this and I'm pretty sure it will brickle
I want a lot, I've become so selfish that I won't even let you nibble

Touch down before take off thank goodness I'm not shiftful
Hope I won't kick it the way I was born and bred, single

I'm a thirsty soul but I keep breaking my water bottle, it's so brittle
A little desperate, would drink from a brook that has shrunk into a mere trickle

It's sure that we're going to crash if we cruise in this 2007 beetle
But dropping a stone in the pond is the only way to see the ripples

We'll never know what happens in Seattle, downpour or mizzle
If we don't tempt fate, what we think will always be fickle

Yesterday I mounted  the wind
Laughing hard as the breeze slapped my face
It tickled like grass under the thighs
A pleasant feeling to be afloat
Rocking with the waves

Supine in the recliner at dusk
Up in the sky on top of the world
Legs crossed, breaking nuts, bottoms up
A vigneron never labours in vain
Supped from my cup my finely brewed wine like a god

Right now I'm purring like a **** in boots
As I ride my roan horse with vigor
Filling every cranny with sunshine
Walking full of life with fire in my bones
Smoke from my mouth is evident

But there's a but,
The fault in our stars
Puddle after the rain
A thought fast moulding fear
A lot of questions clogging the mind
An impending threat

Would the sun shine all day?
Hang around at dusk
Instead of sinking in the west
Stay up through the night
And even till dawn morrows
Or will it again do what it does

Will I still be lurking on cloud nine?
Where the mood is set
And the time is right
A calm in honor of the halcyon
Where there's no need to cheese for the camera
For the smile is always straight up from the soul