What happened
To you?
What happened to me?
A thousand spasms
Forced my hand
Regretful melancholy
Drove me to it:
Art-deco memories
Of that which did not happen
And the knowledge fills my brain
That it is hopeless now

Another dance
And I could revive
Some appetite for truth
Or falsity
Or the line between
It blurs your eyes
And blurs your tears
And my art-deco memories
Mean nothing now