It’s a shame but I’ve been here before
as I suppose, in fact, we all have.
To that point, where there is no point
trying or denying that it’s just too
much, and can’t be touched by words
or promises or endormorphins (just
one more thing to add to the confusion),
and who hasn’t rhymed this with
illusion and delusion? … and oh,
how rightly so. And you, what you
want to say, is that everything should
go your way, and me, it’s what I want
too and who wouldn’t, but we couldn’t
see it. Too much disturbance and I am
so disturbed, not as absurd as all that,
and that’s a fact. No, take it back.
There are in fact few facts factually.