You make my time fly by
Slow and low but disappear
Mind-expanding night sky
It’s never now, it’s never here

Clear focus, unsure intent
Every detail thought about
Bigger pictures represent
My confusion, all my doubt

Mind held in meditation
Two strands, all at once
It’s my weekend recreation
Gonna slow down, quick response

A balanced see-saw
Numbed half out, half in
Real tears are real no more
But you can’t see me laughing

Face flat, a blank space
Though I’m just feeling pleasure
Go along in good grace
Make a monkish measure