Woke with a song in my head
"I'll be seeing you ,
in all the old familiar places...."

it goes round and round
echoing off the emptiness
deep inside

still partly in that dream state
intuitive....irrational
dull ache in stomach
reaches tears in eyes

I will be seeing you
in all the old familiar places
but nothing will ever
be the same
 

February 5, 2001

I wander through life
with one slipper
my prince amiss
that is where the pain lies

I walk alone through this world
like an orangutan
only meeting to mate
then back into the jungle alone

It is my fate