Never Willy Nilly

as it is refined
who is to know
where the words and letters go
stay at home or out to play
ideas hold still
and are denied manifestation
out of stubborness
for how conscious
the unconscious has become
and so nothing
for the persistent idea is done
until ego shakes hands with its maker
and personality is truly born
and no more fearing the ingenuine "why"
for there never was such a one
whose needs were not met by themselves
and set free by their mother
after all, her name is not
nor ever has been "Willy Nilly"
dance my lovely nuance, dance
and I'll forgive what I've yet to know
if you'll show me well what to do
and we'll take our parts in perfection
trusting there will be someone there
to take the garbage out