its the long but not too long haired ones
that smoke
drive too fast
laugh loud

walk hiddenly into his mist
to watch
to look at his features
the way he moves

create a soul for him
think about his life
where he's been
...what he needs


create a Him for me
only for me
I am that shadow in the corner
of your eye, of your mind, of this place

softly gaze on
he looks lovely in sheets
he's a thick blanket covering my mind
smokey hazy maze
he was all i knew, at that moment
he blinks slowly
heading down
watching shoes mutely
rather be somewhere else?

passing his blind spot
a second of remembered eternity was spent there
inhaling him
breeze thru it, goddamnit

floating away with his life of mine
its all been said
its all been done

shadows in wait
its the golden ones
that are the bait