On this train

Will it always rain?

Try to analyze

This led venture

Songless sky, digital bug-eye

Octagonal seams so much clearer

To provide me with

Something better



This world is droll

All that I know

The Unknown knows



Talk to me you flying shadows

Wandering into the ozone stew

Keep your myths from the embryos

Who would misconstrue

Anything new

An outright official fiasco

Can you shiled me

From the drastic truth



How dull the flow

All that I hope

The Unknown knows



That I am in their league

Back down to reality

Look about, response is wanting

Events are carefully on display

But mystic mistakes are never made

Suspecting premature daydreams



I surrender to ritual grey

Endless approach

I must be close

The Unknown knows



Stop, wait

I wish I knew the one who knows

With tomorrow's sun

And merry-go-round

Stuck on muddy ground

Nineteen yelping fools

Half-wits spouting drool

Half of which have some

The others have none

I knew all along