No. 16 I Fell Asleep On a Park BenchI fell asleep on a park bench
But my soul got up and wandered I weaved seamlessly through Pockets of people and smoke In and out Not raising an eyebrow Floated by your table And stood for a while I saw the waves Crash against the buildings The dove's eye view of all things beautiful The lava sky Promising reaped riches My soul saw your seat In the clouds I suspended Hanging there I saw myself sleep Mystified and beaten Spent. Oceans come and go But time lives on forever. |