Look at all the grassblades sway
in an array from year to decades away
They're bending now, pretending to prey
inviting me to understand my yesterday.
Hold the rope - tie it tight and drown down
wrap-around noose-knot triple-cascade three-fold
flounder.
Found her laying with her blues,
and simply not caring whether i was there
or not? verywell then.

Ha, ask me if i'm watching, ask me if i care
ask me what i think about when everything's not there.
Hand-holding had held back dams damning us - snapping
oh my, seems we've tapped the great torrents from their napping
slow though, and appealing, relieving little if none
and i wonder - Where will i go when it's all done.
Ask me what i'm staring at, ask me what i'd die for
ask me what i obsess about, ask me what i'm here for
ask me what floods my ears, my brain, my mind, my soul
ask me what i break about, i fake about,
ask me about this hole in my agenda, in my logic
in my educated guesses - turned into omission and sad messes
ask me what rends me useless, leaves me wordless and dismayed
-the source, the basis, roots of my infinity perplexion
Ask me where to find the face of it
but it's in your reflection.

"I spend all my time asking what you're thinking about
But you never seem to ask what i'm thinking about
and i'm always thinking about you"