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?