lessnessmen

_ _ _ _ Sonnet


Tossing and turn in my sleep spun like a mouse on a wheel
Knowing the circles we keep, keep us to dizzy to feel

While we're unlinking the past and she's adjusting the chains
I can't help being an ass being unwilling to change

I've seen her faces of eve while mostly glimpses of good
I'm simply forced to believe I'm facing more then I should

I can't be sharing my days by loosing my mental health
So I'll be steering her way into a rehab, or else

Perhaps a 3 day escape, perhaps a glance at the zoo
But a far sunnier fate that I'll be praying is true

And then what ever the path the streams and rivers embark
I'll be protecting my laugh while pairing up for the ark

This is not about me, as I first perceived it to be
This is all about she and the she she's raising to be

WHG III
(c) 2006