worrying

hoping that someday you'll find her
lost out with someone like your own
someday she's hoping she'll fall
they like to know how they speak
telling the game for the show
speaking the ways that they meet
trying to focus the flow
we're always trying a new dance
trying to get to the plan
echoing reminders of what we need
rather than what we do own
following solutions offered up
next to me
falling into different circumstance
wanting and thinking that they'll have
something not really there at all
because they forgot,
because it all rots,
and circumstance key to a pose
making sure a rose is a rose
following the wrong way up
steadying on hallowed ground
but all they do is resolute
and damage done is made
what we want so eagerly
trying to get there somehow
you never know if they're right
if the cause could happen at all
now is the time, to barter for wine
before the whole thing goes up in smoke
pulling that stuff out of you
and wondering why
you never tried before
because it never matters
almost, on or before
the time is ready
and steady on the plain
the subjective veiw
finding something else to be the case
you wonder why, you have to base