or i will chat from
the heart-what is important
what should be learnt
are you hurt

is the pain such
you can not think..
no touch..
if only you concentrated

if only..
where should i start?
when i drift away
a fractured heart..

into some dark den
of the forgotten
some belated fortune-
the next level..

i am old and yet a child
i am young and yet an effing
old man..and i no longer smile
angel and devil..

so i dream of the wild scapes
with the jolly tent on my back
(god bless the cider tent..)
my life spent..

ramble on..you can get to
the end my hairy friend..
just because and why..
a small debt to pay..