Untitled For Now

Having wrestled with the sins of summer I should have known the signs Listened to that other mind The one we turn away on days like that, The snowman rolled and spoke Sweet sounds fell from his lips of twist I should have walked away, Enchanted, I chose to stay and hear one more delicious remedy Feel one more sensational rhapsody, Before the dreaded epiphany I knew and still I craved, As I laid those song sheets down Heard before this day would turn As the ground swell fell away, Dropped along the beaten path The well-worn rasp Of listen, fool Be wise, Wake up, it's dinner-time, And with those sheets still out to dry When did you try blind? This is no time for such crazy thoughts Cleverly, or otherwise …