Q What the Heck, Anyway?

It was early, not noon,
and all through the
still always, frigid, house
the powdered caffeine pinging along
tarried my brain to douse
while this hotly electrifying song,
"Her Knees Deep in your Mind"
diverted my finger from tee to nothing
between s'essence and fried lemon rind.

Now, shocked, i do beg anyone,
yes, that's you in your only chair,
this frigidity can still warm to something,
don't you think?

Anyway, excuse me s'il tu plais,
ego amo te;
words are dynamite, you say
as much as anyone,
so, just like e_a_t,
i_l_y must be, right?

Copr. 2000

The song is on the Windham Hill CD "Conversations with God", disc 1.
grendel the antechamber of hell

a boring place
and more unbearable than hell because of it
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