unwind

523/1996

smoke swirling confusion

always surrounding me

blood red contusion

what can it be

hat up on the head

hiding all this hair

don’t pity the dead

now we must care

happiness at times unreal

always strings attached

take a chance spin the wheel

still nothing to catch

clouds tell many stories

listen to the sound

some of them get gory

what is it that’s found

whistle a tune

mixed up in the mind

howling moon

wind unwind

spool tight

under foot

dark of night

nothing to put

faith in the sky

awful mess

won’t ask why

won’t confess

mixed in a bag

all I own

enjoying a drag

alone

what’s the feeling

the one when sun set

what’s being stolen

hold any regret

wish I knew

reason for this

into clear view

and a deceptive snake hiss

whistle a tune

mixed up mind

howling moon

wind unwind

no time to think

emotion overload

dare to blink

figure out the code

silence unwanted

happiness pain

remaining undaunted

feeling in vain

wrong time always

when will we learn

to stop these days

surely they must burn

fire started

no argument came

everything becomes retarded

what’s my name

whistle a tune

mixed up mind

howling moon

wind unwind

admonish this now

forgiven before

really don’t know how

to find the door

when we find it

will we leave

don’t mind

no trick in a sleeve

sparkle in eye

friendships are tight

stare at the sky

darkest May night

wear the black hat

stealing from the poor

guilty (not that)

not anymore

whistle a tune

mixed up mind

howling wind

wind unwind

scatter brain vision

acting as we must

confusion makes the incision

we might even bust

and might never understand

thinking too much

no money can buy

the feeling (can’t touch)

impossible dream

thought it was real

thieves we may seem

we know not to steal

time is on our side

got more than many

feeling will subside

answers (not any)

whistle my tune

mixed up mind

howling moon

wind unwind. . .