You would think that we'd know
that
everything was just so
but
I only know what I think
and at the moment
I think that Good Friday wasn't
that good at all.

Work was depressingly manic
and I now need a tonic
to tide me through the dark hours
of the night.

been up for two hours
and
just remembered that
today is Good Friday
then I remembered that
I'm working today,

Good Friday indeed.

Self-doubting
and the ripples spread out in
ever widening circles.

Try not to do it
try
to power your way through it,

we're all heading down to the ocean
some
are placid streams
some are raging torrents
some are serene
some filled with torments
but
we're all going to get there
in the end.

Imagine the mirror image imagining you imagining it.
and who would do that?

me
me
I wanna go
I wanna know
what I'm imagined as being.

Only Thomas knew
and even he doubted

once again
that ******* in the back row
shouted
get off, you're no good.

Half of them I never heard of
and
the other half I never cared for,

time to explore
time to
find out what finding out's for,
but first
write a letter home
yes
some still know how to
we're not all attached to the glue tube.

oh yes,
glue gets you high
it also gets you stuck
in a rut.

Sixty years ago
there were wars
famine
poverty
disease
strife
and that was life.

Today,
seems like it was sixty years ago
only yesterday,

oh yes
we've come a long way.

That last summer
which we greatly enjoyed
feels like the last century,

The mind of man employs distractions
conjures up attractions
to take our minds off the time that it takes
to put on the brakes and remind us
that summer is behind us and autumn falls due.

but it cannot see that Eliot's Starnbergersee
is an illusion, and Marie could be you passsing
by me with a smile on your face