opinions are changing
demands remaining
inside it’s raining
clouds in your eyes
little voice says
I’ve got a better idea
body snaps to attention
with a buzz in the mind
these things called you
are all around me
they’ve gotten inside me
there’s one thing to do
I can make you happy
I make it snappy
there’s more energy
held in reserve
dozen questions
appear where there were none
myriad suggestions
calm them down
these things called you
always outnumber me
I keep you busy while
I feel things through
these things called you
encircle enchant me
I always surrender
when you shoot first
