Inside your mind a slideshow of thought
and I lay right next to you
My hand across your chest
Sleeping and dreaming of frozen waterfalls
Lilies and apes without fur
Hand over hands and mouth over lips
Black and white and colour motion
Is my face the third person?
and into the waves the eagle tumbles
Leaping naked from the precipice
Eyes red and three in number
I catch the sleeve of the wind with one arm
Ride a little before the cold catches me
Imprisons me in selfish stillness
The motion of the third eye Saturn encircling the earth
The wheels that spin in counter clockwise motion
Glance at each other for fear
Of that great improbability of interlacing
