today melds slowly into yesterday
a day gone forever, seemingly
but we can only see-
as far as the end of our nose

in the background
chattering updates

a wolf howling
listening out for answers

deep in the marrow
unseen forces

someone pressed enter
all forever changelings

the wolves
stick to the same language.

Left to cross
your state of Maine
Mile upon mile
of New York dames

Looking to where
I've been gone
The fade away to
the end of the song

She had
a Wyoming smile
A casual easy
up opened style

I was Delawarian determined
No my ancestors were
never German

I railed across the rose of Texas
On to more expensive , exotic places

I was deeply burned and brutally browned
by Death's Valley namesake crown

Got as close to smell the salt
But the no show Pacific
was all of my fault

I turned and went east with the gusty west winds
Across the purple mountain's majestic bends

Down from the Pikes
to the highest plains
Got soaked in Kansas by Colorado's rain

Across the seas swelling in motion
cresting in golden grains an ocean

Then I crossed the truest continental divide
That ole man river on a Chevy Impala I drived

But once full of Tennessee whiskey
I had no direction that fate would kick me

I once thought Florida held the Keys
But the state no longer has any bounds on me

Soon I was running
fast out of land
I was looking for a place
to make a last stand

I ran out luck
before the gas
Came to a stop on Maryland's grass

So I've been up , over , and beyond the past
Here's where I raise the flag up half mast

She says she is lesbian . . .
I fix a cup of Oolong tea . . .
I just needed someone to talk to . . .
She is looking straight through me .

She says her heart is broken . . . I see the pieces all around

I just can't be alone now
Your the only one I've found

So the night made up a midnight
And the music made up songs
And she built up her castles
before they all came tumbling down
And she looked just like an angel
One without her feathered wings
And I wanted to kiss her
But she collected only Queens

The night turned into daylight
She said she had to go
But she wanted to thank me
Most people would've said no

And then she hugged me
like a big brother to me you are

Then in another second
she was driving off in her car

And she looked just like an angel
One without her feathered wings
Still she flew on without me
An angel without any rings

And my heart was breaking
Fool you can't be this way I say

Still she was an angel
Without a halo to display

As the fingers of my soul ,

reach up to be entwined . . .
their thoughts surpassed ;
be driven . . . boundless to
the layers of my mind

I lay hold of the untouchables
I trial but cannot bind

The light flickers on and off
while spirits shout . . .

"It's time ! It's time ! It's time !"