time slips away...
and you and i travel paths
that split
and run divergent...
from these mountains
i can see miles and miles of choking smog
an empire in decline...
and i know that you are lost on endless freeways
trying to find a clear way home
we run in different circles...
light and darkness
day and night
saddled with our memories...
topanga in the summertime...
and two conflicting souls
who fanned the flames
then wondered why we both got burned
-dunne
copyright 2007