Telephonic sparks;
The paper's backwards-
Reversing my mind so
my actions will follow
Or do they precede?
How do I proceed, then-
Where does the money go;
The capital or the captain;
or will I be a captive?
Everything is questioned
except you and I-
am I giving something up
or accepting something new
or something I've always known
but never felt
I tip my cap to uncertainty;
just because it tastes like the real thing
doesn't mean it's not;
if it helps us to live
must we kill and die?
Can one think and feel and believe
not all thoughts are impure.