Spillage

Clear and dusty day in June
My stoned mind just spilled that line
Describing, what's it like, describing?
Believing that the sum is "yes."

My police-state mind just spilled that line
I want to give names to our bonds
I need names to play the game

But what makes my heart run?
Why the thunder in my thighs?
My body
My mind
The idea of my life
Seems like a symbol