All these instants of sanity are summer rain on a desert
What it was crushing what it would be
Through louder noise to feel better
And as the days go wrong
The weak one beats the strong one
As piece by piece we fall apart
Hurt in the heart by a sharp sword
Pretending to myself
Waiting for Godot *
Slip down with the cats elegance
As I stand by your side you keep your distance
Siamese twin souls, two as one I thought
While I'm hypnotized by your cat eyes
The typhoon eye
At this flitting vision a childish indecision
Daily I dizzily fall apart
Hurt in the heart by a sharp sword
Pretending to myself, waiting for Godot
But all of this is relieved with a smile
And I'm in peace in the typhoon eye.