On this train
Will it always rain?
Try to analyze
This led venture
Songless sky, digital bug-eye
Octogonal seams so
much clearer
Indiscrete, status incomplete
To provide me with
Something better
Things come and go
This world is
droll
All that I know
The Unknown knows
Talk to me you flying shadows
Wandering into the ozone stew
Keep your myths
from the embryos
Who would misconstrue
Anything new
An outright official fiasco
Can you shiled me
From the drastic
truth
Times come and go
How dull the flow
All that I hope
The Unknown knows
Have some sign come to me
That I am
in their league
Back down to reality
Look about, response is wanting
Events are carefully on display
Common sense, a gift, is
given
But mystic mistakes are never made
Suspecting premature daydreams
I surrender to ritual grey
I come and
go
Endless approach
I must be close
The Unknown knows
Why all this commotion now?
Stop...wait
I wish I knew the one
who knows
Yesterday will come
With tomorrow's sun
And merry-go-round
Stuck on muddy ground
Nineteen yelping
fools
Half-wits spouting drool
Half of which have some
The others have none
I knew all along