in a dream state between life and death   she’s asking where is she   I answer in a breath   a Freudian slip   and French maladresse   mind over matter   body over law   in a hostile state   somewhere back in time   I’m reading her mind   she’s seeing my future   a fortune foreseen   there’s nothing to see   mind over matter   matter over me   it’s obvious where to   draw lines and distinctions   what’s not so easy   is when to make there decisions   it’s easy to see where   to draw this electrical fire   it’s not easy to know where   this all conspired