life,
life as a jigsaw puzzle

there is something to be said
for sheer beauty,
but remember, you are a long time dead

i dwell on these problems
and i dwell on fear
we will change is next year
when flowers have bloomed

you know,
it has being raining since tuesday
have i ever told you
you mean everything to me

hat the cleverest –
end up the most depressed
and why is it those who say they are liberated
are the most sexually repressed

i cannot even trust a smile
it seems to come with such force
and i have a suspicion –
that it was learnt on a training course

i know you can hide the harshness
of those unreliable feelings
the feelings that we cradle
that we drink by the largest ladle

everyone is looking for something
something to hide,
something to lock,
someone to get close

i hear music
music never played
and i see –
the remnants of days
that will never fade