Let the mind wander
To the distant
Sometimes non existent
Boundaries
It is presented with
Make up for the derelict years
You try to neglect
So dearly
If you happen
To stumble upon another ramshackled mind
Like yours
Generously present
The way in which your mind does wander
To subtract art
From those who are lucky enough
To feel
To breathe
It\'s life
That is enough
To rid the life from somebody stood
Two feet apart from you
Wrap my scarf around my neck
Just the way
She used to wrap her arms around me
For now I am warmed
By my chosen material
And don\'t live each day
In complete and utter fear
The hat I place upon my head
Becomes a bank
Of any swing-beat thoughts
That I may have accidently
Emitted from my parting
I am not him
Or him
Or him either
I am all the years
Of wandering
And wondering
To be my own pleaser
This towns geezer
So I tip my hat
To him
Him
Him
And all of the other misters
For now when the fluff from my scarf
Attaches to my mouth
I no longer think of you.