The Fantasist

I'm a fantasist marking out time
A traveller in strange cities
I am everything I do not know
I fail to comprehend myself.

The clocks are ticking inside my head
Driving hopes and dreams asunder
Confusing me, losing me
Broken in my own brain.

I'm a fantasist dreaming in the day
Viewing srange vistas in flashes
Juddering inside like two people dancing
Dancing my thoughts away.

The whirlwind sticks close by me
Uplifting and bowing me all at once
Whirling all I know to pieces--
I'm a fantasist marking out time.