doesn't feel like it did before
cold wind is howling round my door
not like a lover, more like something
else, another thing entire. . . .

And I don't live on a moor
O, I am no where nearby
Heathcliff, name of my stallion true
I feel unhinged, I let it fall
There were strange & ghostly
Sightings that I never should of saw

All I gave to my own Self and
Even Ghost Town trips....I let it drop
It now evades upon a chill frost
quiet down stroke

I can make it all blow down
in formation, the chessmen
placed  uselessly before me

your will is marching towards
me any way I turn, relentless, one
pinnacle of moment when

ceased to bow under you
evil eye a warning like a gale
force tornado flying monkey  

(just a rumor, in a dream, so many years ago)

headed straight  towards
very heart of me, you do no harm. . . .
yet maybe you see it differently?

keep tossing them gals
down into the depths
wearing  200 pound diving dress

continual surprise when
sheer will carries gals
aloft, back to the airy
living world

diving bell, ring it out
nothing new to see here
move along

give into our  open hands
&  waiting mouths what cannot be give
to local charities or time

or space, in place of otherness
all words were wasted
on us, once you locked onto
such tender tight coordinates

anyone would do?
would anyone do for you?
it was so real and maybe I
am wrong in thinking this of
you, but I would never mind

one true thing is that it
scares me to think I left myself
behind for no more reason and I
could live with any truth

if it were truely true
my confusion is
not half as lost

as wondering what
has really happened

and with whom?

it bothers me too. . .

I have my own room
back tomorrow now
it will be my time

I will call all my friends
just to hear their voices
hum into my ears

I never missed those guys
so much as I do now
after what is left from you

what did you do?

only what I begged of you. . .

how did I enter into such
a bargain, sell it out
at fire sale, where
did my mind fly to?

I need a lonely bus heading out
into a sheeting rain never stopping
without a reason to keep driving

need a radio without a dial
a black raincoat and three extra miles
to go