With her pacing by the entrance

it's crazy

beyond

comprehension, a vision, I’m left unsure

I’ve done something

committed to something

I’ve got one extra death to worry about now

one extra

hole to fill

one more wake to attend

and I need to figure out

something

heroic

to be inscribed on the tombstone

soon a big gong will sound

and a Dead End sign will flash

and I’ll be cold on the floor

of a Men’s room in Nevada