if you can really read
my thoughts
won't you please slow down?
because i keep drawing blanks
but you've been
turning the pages somehow
i have to know
just how my story's going
seems i fell a few chapters behind
trying to decipher
what i don't remember writing, but it's
all a dead language now
so, if you can really read my mind
well, now's the time
to read it aloud