Drinking your quiet desperation
On the rocks
Silky skills sweet voice
Let flow your dew drop words
Easy on the eye
Tie-dye clothes
You know the proof of your pudding
Treacle honey custard cream
Stay candy thin
Sleeping
Artistic licence Is your demise
Wash away your tortured soul
Broken shells on the beach
Like hopeless romantics
Your self respect seeps out to sea
Your emptiness is a place
For someone else’s purpose
Forlorn joy leaching into the tide
And time floating away
Drifting
You’re the lion’s tail all dried up
Damaged goods
Dress rehearsing a death
A war weary sadness
A prisoner of the mundane
Still waving to the shore
But oh Captain
Your ship has sailed
Some years ago
Or more
