Psychic'lly Tangled

It's strange, I know--I see it so--

I say a thing that no one tells.

My mind is twined, my mem'ries flow;

Linked psychic'lly to someone else.

My thoughts are caught to think their name

Which resonates like constant bells.

I fail to bail from thought the same;

Linked psychic'lly to someone else.

I fare when there they seem to be,

As where I am their eyesight dwells.

I try but nigh they seem to me;

Linked psychic'lly to someone else.

For real I feel the person's voice--

It echoes in my mental wells--

Which acts from facts of every choice;

Linked psychic'lly to someone else.

I'll tell you where they soon may be--

Which makes me think of stuffed shelves:

So up and to the left of me,

Linked psychic'lly to someone else.