06/03/03

Dead Man’s Lament

Every note seems to dance in the air

seeming to tease and strain the ear

Playing at hide and seek

With the particles of sanity

Until suddenly there is a crash

Was it thunder

or just a drum roll

Some lone drummer

long forgotten and old.

There it is again…

the tune that refuses to be

It is deep in my subconscious

ever denying it’s own existence.

from where comes this melody?

Maybe it is I who is fading

Maybe this haunting sound

is just my life that is a passing

And I am a mute observer

buried deep inside the ground.