Speak once, in subtle tones &
pray the end is near...
She callously avoids the turmoil
running in the air.
Faded & playing with myself
with a nickel & a dime
while watching the last parade
and thinking just in time...
Keeping distance from that point
& from me
ashamed of the reality situation;
Losing track of what might be
Some where at the end of the world;
That's where I'll be