Where to now
/ poetry

Where to now, st BG
I came on somehow, my ego
’cause there’s nothing I can say
and nothing to catch up
where to now, my ego

Love somewhat, my body
music in my head, forever
about me and me alone
and more and more disturbed
where to now, my ego

Sources of pain, this ego
calling in again, the drum
rithme down and up
over hills and the top
where to now, my ego

Motions of fear, my mind
sorrow undefined, defined
me and me together alone
and tortured to grow
where to now, my ego

(1983)

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