Diffused by the mist, in the sky, a wonderous light display,
As electric shimmied back and forth, raw energy at play,
“Some say there is something of the night about me,
Just because I am a mystery",
The mist cleared, I felt the wind drop,
He appeared sitting there on a rock,
Just tapping a stick…Tick….Tick…Tick,
“Ah my boy…..Life….Just like Arithmetic”,
Lightning strike…..
Diffused blinding light,
“My fidelity is unquestionable,
My depth unfathomable,
Hah, seems the way I talk, it’s all me, me, me,
But surely you can see,
I’m the one that gets you out of problems dear Heart puts you in,
I’m the one that always helps you to win.
I’m not being malicious,
But, is your reason for staying merely salacious?
You can tell me, I have no empathy, no sympathy,
Just jelly and channelled electricity,
Look, if you go, you will always have me, we will never be apart,
And though he might disagree, the same goes for dear Heart,
To stay….Now that as a decision, total logic defies,
If you go, the future’s yours with clear blue skies,
You get to keep everything for yourself,
Not share it all, have nothing for yourself.
You may think this is selfish, not at all,
It’s just that, you will only have you to think of, that is all.
Ah….Feel the magic, the tick, tick, tick of arithmetic,
As simple as converting imperial to metric,
So from wanting some kind of emotional response from me, please refrain,
Logic is my stock in trade, I simply am your brain“.
Another lightning strike,
Another blinding flash of multicoloured light,
He was just suddenly…..Not there,
Though I looked , I could see him no-where,
But, not so much now does the keen wind blow,
No longer the chill right to the bone,
Not so blurred now, the line in the sand,
Not so much now, a stranger in a strange land.