no longer on your couch

Now
No longer on your couch
I wonder if we gave up too soon
If another visit couldn't make it better
Then how could it possibly be worse?

Now
No longer on your couch
I could be someplace else
Blue skies, harsh horizon
Are just a hole in the wall
Didn't you say you were a plumber?
Mr Fix-It?
Where are your tools?

Now
No longer on your couch
Nor your clock and your thread
These gaps, the black holes of the conscious
Light cannot escape
fight does not even relate
I am nebulous to you.

Now
No longer on your couch
Time and rust are in cahoots
These slow conspirators!
They waited until you were gone
And now I'm leaking
New sea and old sea.

Now
No longer on your couch
I can't get anywhere
Didn't you say you were a plumber?
Where's your medical degree?
Where's your bag of tricks?