Sometimes I see you
Sleeping on these cold winter evenings
beckoning, saying to me
"Not all is as hopeless as it seems"
Where has the dust gone
That once covered this mind....
I can't seem to stop
to see you in the light
That others see you in.
I can't help but wonder
what others have
that only they see
This turpintine daydream
Swallows me
Like a thousand pills
on cold nights
when sleep won't come
and the words don't seem to flow
like seratonin and mudwater
through these lips
...lost my train of thought....