Swinging and spinning
How long can I hang on
Especially knowing
There’s no one there
On the other end
Of this phone line
The dial tone sounds
But I can ignore
Just about anything
These days
Including
But certainly not limited to
The nagging feeling
Of loneliness that resides
In that small small space
At the base of my skull
Where my left-over thoughts
Sit and stew indefinitely
With that little voice
Of uncertainty
That reminds me that
Things are never as they seem
And more often than not
Trust equals Ignorance
And conflict arises
No matter how far
You run from it
Sign the check
Or tear it up
Just hurry up
And do something
Preferably drastic
Because I’m quickly
Losing interest
And the clock
Is ever ticking
So there’s no time
Like the present
Just say the magic word
And I’m yours
But don’t blink
Every time you do
Something changes
The world’s strange like that
Ever so strange.
