familiar patterns  like waves that break too fast
 what do you do when it's so brand new that it kills you?
 came on too strong  couldn't stand it slow
 now i know
 she can knock me back like a champ
 disembodied ringlets from hair that look like yours
 call me the looming shapes of winter dusk impending
 she barely fits inside my head  but i feel something
 every element but one is in my thrall
 stop traffic as i lie down in your footpath
 like a similie i paint suggestive pictures
 disembodied ringlets from hair that looked like yours
 call me the looming shapes of winter dusk impending
 call me freaky
 call me childish
 call me ishmael
 just call me back
 call me back
 call me back and i'll follow you around
 i forget what my friends look like and they forget why they like me
 but that's old hat.
 i'm so happy.
 how do you write about that?
 disembodied ringlets