playing patience

please take me in
I’m no stranger to you
are the days gone by
too many  for counting?

The image I see
is a light in the whirlwind
and time has caught up now
and left me behind

if changes are real
and the past is a phantom
clairvoyance and memory
are one and the same 

are we both playing patience
from a fortune teller’s deck?
are the chances we’re dealt
like a noose round the neck?

Oh, love me or hate me
but  please don’t ignore me
my suitcase has been stranded
in your house for too long

Embrace me or kill me
you’ll see that its still me
who waits in your shadow
and sings you this song


[who is reading? please feel feel to comment constructively.]