Streets Without Names

When times are right - oddity will be Perfect conformity magic to meet Like the phantom road angels walking here free Giving each protracted moment a treat Ego has rightful intensity ways Puzzling cheerfulness might turn out alright Feeling of asserts with its concur plays Willing and ductile in their current trite Streets without names are many to find Some are like networks in old London town With names that seem familiar to you Recess comes if you've an opened mind And know when and how to sit by hand down Give you a jiffy to see clearly through