i have to inhabit this planet of panic
to stand among man and practice it's habits
i can't understand this plan of the manic
standing in line to be trampled by havoc

a mad dash to the racks and cabinets
their drawn to a status as if it's a magnet
pressed against glass, madly and frantic
planning their route to the plastic gadgets

.
  •  they say light-
ning never stri-  
kes •  twice in       
the very same          
place•not as              
if it chooses                  
the  person                      
it likes•nor                          
has it targ-                              
   eted a familiar face • growing  
accustomed to these repeated  
                    jolts•i stay fro-
               zen in anticip-
           tion•for subs-
       equent influx
     of volts•is th-
 is love or me-
re petty infa-    
tuation?•ca-        
       n't believe my luck • be-
       cause  time...  and again,  
                    inevitably•i
               stand here,
            apparently
        struck•e-
   very  ti-
me you
cast a...    
a gla-        
nce               
at                   
•                      

ME•                            ­  
.

Beautiful fingers
Playing until the morning -
sun rising in C