Trying to unwind the cobwebs that wheel around inside,
trying to disappear but I know it's useless to hide.

Out of the golden triangle,
looking for angles,
am I obtuse?
but it's all grist to the mill
which no longer exists
and that is my only excuse.

And I'm jumping to several conclusions
it's a hell of a long way to fall
I could  always of course stay in this room
banging my head off the wall.