in a dream state between life and death
she’s asking where is she
I answer in a breath
a Freudian slip
and French maladresse
mind over matter
body over law
in a hostile state
somewhere back in time
I’m reading her mind
she’s seeing my future
a fortune foreseen
there’s nothing to see
mind over matter
matter over me
it’s obvious where to
draw lines and distinctions
what’s not so easy
is when to make there decisions
it’s easy to see where
to draw this electrical fire
it’s not easy to know where
this all conspired