Old Hat

Call me disruptive say I break your concentration Familiar patterns like waves that break too fast What do you do when it's so brand new that it kills you? Came on too strong couldn't stand it slow Now I know She can knock me back like a champ Disembodied ringlets from hair that look like yours Call me the looming shapes of winter dusk impending She barely fits inside my head but I feel something Every element but one is in my thrall Stop traffic as I lie down in your footpath Like a simile I paint suggestive pictures Disembodied ringlets from hair that looked like yours Call me the looming shapes of winter dusk impending Call me freaky Call me childish Call me Ishmael Just call me back Call me back Call me back and I'll follow you around I forget what my friends look like and they forget why they like me But that's old hat. I'm so happy. How do you write about that? Disembodied ringlets