A Orange Poem For Jamie ---------------------------------------- The woman known as Jamie is in love with you. And the time seems right. She is odd And wants not too much. She daydreams quietly like a (wo)man possessed. It seems like she helps me into a padded cell. Sunlight breaks through the clouds. And this is the way it should be. And of course, all the wonders of the world will disturb my computer.--- Even as we speak-