Lost
Lost in time and lost in space, Leaning forward, moving back two pace; Sipping around, watching the world crash down, Breathing by shameless grace. Lost in words and lost in thoughts, Between love and life caught; Staring up, holding a cup, Standing on a pile of fraud. Lost in cities and lost in towns, Sniffing pockets as hounds; For coin and bone, to escape this zone, To be worthy of holding ground. Lost in exchange and lost in trade, And what you wish is what you never get; The best in all eyes, what you get without tries, That pays the obvious and kills the rest . Lost in the open, lost in the closed, In a quest for tenacious toes; Oh I cannot decide; what is wrong and what is right? And stronger this inquisition grows. Lost in the clouds, lost in the winds, Nimble nimbus above waiting; To pour rain or fire, does it matter what I desire? To the centre, all gyrating. Lost in feelings that beg understanding, B