IDEOGRAM

Yellow light against grey
Winds slip through the background
Knot to letters the mark the present
Pattern fills my head with
All the women I'll never have and nothing
I can do about it but blame
The market place and rhyme
Itself myself I can hardly breathe
Ideograms by the pound
By the pond a simple chord
Repeated. Repeat. Stop. Speak
For yourself report yourself spinning out
Of control be yourself and idiomatic
Grey seals made of blue-grey waves
To sing, to sign, to buckle under