I crisscross my feelings with a view 

of street, people walking, some crazy looking, from a
  window
Some could be anyone, me, you, Ted, with your own
  “view”
Could anyone else share? Tinted clouds today. His view
which some thought extreme, distorted, stubborn,
making friends into Myth where they became viewed
with excessive scrutiny & magnified into situations in
  which only the Heavens dare intervene
He said, Propiate the gods! They love to intervene
as you walk, sleep, talk, make love, drink soda in plain
  view
of them. I’ll put in a good word, you show-offs! I have
  long talks
with them at night about you, no evasions when the
  muses talk
This was the energy Ted sought by talk