Marylou, This one's for you.

there's something i wanted to ask of you last night,

but i couldn't cause i felt so blue,

my minds eye debilitated with sadness,

with which i brew my madness stew,

will anyone catch me drifting into it,

through endless and internal hues,

will you catch me in your net,

reel me in for a dinner fit for two,

there's a lot I should have said last night,

but i was too afraid i wouldnt say it right,

and once again my pleas become my plights,

in the strange and languid terrors of a never ending night.