one could call this a poem
pieced together from random notes
watch me use cockpit, gauntlet, and ajar in the same piece
2 blind captains kissing in the cockpit
I saw it: two blind captains kissing in the cockpit
It was never a quiet world I wanted, and then I got it
Me and my shadow girl: are throwing down the gauntlet
On a sidewalk outside the Bitter End
Things change in a way I could never comprehend
Time gives but karma lurks around every bend
If I bought the coincidence would it turn out the same in the end?
Would you say the same thing? Would you do it again?
All through the night
under the guise of a lonely star
There's a side door into the dark
and it's always left ajar

