25.

[Samson's Song]
reflects subjects objects none.
i sit in the dull afternoon light
wondering where you've been
yeah, I still wonder where you've been,
I still wonder why that silent chemistry went by the wayside,
why that warm scent passed when the flowers died.
the clouds move slowly on by
but it makes no difference to me
i've given up on you, though you still don't know
you hardly ever notice at all
its that de ja vu feeling that you recognize,
but never act on.
you've forgotten me
you forgot me long ago
and i wonder when you'll turn around
and realize i'm gone
realize i've been gone
realize i left a long time ago.
the bush outside my window is bare in the wintertime,
but the way the wind brushes it makes me melancholyfine.
i loved you once, but as all things do it ended with the seasons
it ended when the rain came, just as it began two years ago:
walking through the park with the water falling all around us,
i felt the start of something new.
thus it goes when the rain comes again
the dust turns to mud with the death of a friend.