Monday, March 16, 2009
The 5th Dimension
Last night I didn’t get to sleep at all,
The sleeping pill I took was just a waste of time …
The jukebox gave me the '70s sweetest voice
For just a quarter. Or was it a dime?
Forty years ago! I would rejoice
To hear the mellow (slightly maudlin) tune:
Marilyn sang of a lover she might call,
Of restless darkness lit by a wakeful moon.
Those were the days of AM radio,
Of Nixon, Agnew, Watergate, and Ford –
Names found in newspapers, which I ignored.
Those years of innocence! Where did they go?
Lost like last fall's leaves. I’ve found the song
On YouTube. Has it really been that long?