Part Five

He couldn't let you go so easily
There was too much at stake
Obviously time had escaped
The only reality was the movement
Of these persons through our mind

We didn't have any place else to be
We waited for the turning of events
And reacted as if they didn't happen
Some sounds... some voices

Was it just another afternoon
No... because he was pontificating
Casually saying nothing

But everyone thought it was so marvelous
Except me I was thinking of her
And he was so distracting

Imbued with his blustery bellow
And his promenade of gestures
Like a floating benevolent cloud
That captures your imagination
When you've nothing to do

But I was alive in my calculation of this
I envisioned the parts intertwined
I simply must observe and do nothing else

To interrupt this madness would be catastrophic
I must wait for a better time
My instinct told me that