We almost got to where we were before we were and how we were so rudely interrupted,
it happens every time you're near and just
when I think that we're in the clear and
that things are moving up a gear
somehow
and
I don't know how
we never get to move at speed,

it's like I need a fuel injection
it'll never work
but
that's 'projection'
self fulfilling misery

she sees I don't fall in the trap,
but
I do fall deep into her eyes where
stars shine bright and where love lies,
sometimes love lays but that's on those other days.

It's just another tangent where this man went
off on one
because we almost really got there and
then the thing was gone.

Now it's Friday and we'll lie or lay
I have no say
I have to be
the slave to She
and her desires

I cross my fingers
she crosses wires
to interrupt
the
jump start.