Three Headed Man

I can see your thoughts floating around us
You carry three heads upon your shoulders
And you shift your face repeatedly as I watch
I'm stunned by my reflection in your eyes

Do you see something else in me that washes away when you blink?

I can't help wonder
If all that stuff inside of you will implode
tendrils of soft heat parting your lips
Becoming a veil of nothingness

I'm tired
And bored a little
Do what you want
My hands are busy
With something trapped in my mind
if I look away it'll disappear

Anyway...