Swimming In The Longest River

Prodding in the dark for affection,

Night will hide sleepy woes

Hazel hair sleek as an otter’s

Amphibious creature, friend or foe

Gave him a book on Freud’s lectures,

Only book he read, ‘least that’s what he said,

‘Don’t deny erotic pleasure’

Page well-thumbed, found the line he needed

Freud never got to beloved Egypt

Fled the Nazis, not his fears,

They say the longest river there

Is denial..

I’m prodding in the dark for affection,

Night reveals sleepy woes

Hazel hair sleek as an otter’s

Ambiguous creature, friend or foe

Tried to twist it into hope,

But something snapped, somebody broke,

Shielded by your guilty cloak,

Too little too late, the demon spoke.

Freud never got to beloved Egypt

Fled the Nazis, not his fears,

They say the longest river there

Is denial, is denial

We’re all swimming in that river,

I would oft’ come up for air

Lately my lungs have expanded

That, or I’ve developed gills

To swim in this river,

I would oft’ come up for air,

But lately my lungs, they keep expanding

That, or I’ve developed gills..