My head so full of bricks it’s getting hard to think.
I’ve disappointed my family now my future’s in the sink.
The cat takes a crap and tries to make off. 
Chases his tail and falls into the rough
	What I could do if you’d only say yes.
	Time’s eroding steep and I’m numb from the rest.
	Somewhere she’s waiting at the center of her web
	Taking pearls from oysters when the tide starts to ebb.
The waning of the day is like the waning of my head.
It started so brightly now it’s growing too red.
The cat’s gone home again to a full plate of food.
To stop and ask him questions would only be rude.
	Failure paraded in the emperor’s new clothes
	While the marquis quivered, hid his head in a hole.
	With mounting bombastity, you condemn my ways
	Find my decision criminal, say I’m wasting my days.
	But if yours is the right way, I’ve no way at all.
	Cos your life is death to me, smash me head against the wall.
Still she is waiting with her head in her hand, 
she’s doing all she knows, won’t her man understand?
The answers so clear it avoids her sight, 
although he’s poison, she won’t go without a fight.
	Cos it’s my life to screw up as I see fit.
	I didn’t ask you about it, please keep your two bits.
	The pollen’s so polluted, the flowers so lean.
	The airs go lousy with the scent of gasoline.
	Try as you might, you wake the cat up, 
	It’s not your calling but his dreams that made him sit up.# copyright Joe Johnston