they have cradled insanity
like selfishness loves to embrace fools
they have been pushing –
the pram of madness up and down

because i saw you –
disturb the water with your hands
i would walk across lilies
just to understand

the absolute truth in me –
remains elusive
i saw the sadness in their words
the idea that we could be exclusive

i can see the past
the one,
i once made in the shed
the i cradled in a winter bed

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yet in another way –
it is the sharpest implement
twisting,
as it goes in

you are out riding your bike
riding to another town
i miss you so much

our soap opera
it plays out
to weary and bored viewers