Videosyncrasy

You don’t know me from Adam.
I’m more like Ham than Onan;
it’s not so much what I’m spillin’,
but what I’m see(m)in’.

I only lie when I’m dreamin’.

(Electromagnetic interference:
lights, two hearts, fading-in-the-dark.)
What love can loss be deceiving
in the back-room of my mind’s clearing?

I only lie when I’m dreamin’.

Ohms run from one to ten, time seeming
a sigh to ride. But, the calm-down
screaming st(r)ains Ferris wailers days off
our beatin’ path; I’m what I’ve been fearin’.

I only lie when I’m dreamin’.