urgh - Covid.
This morning’s focus is lost in my head This morning’s traffic made another one dead This morning’s talking points
It’s three in the morning and my v… I see life as a stage and the danc… The sets and the clothes are desig… Or we’d crawl on our bellies and e… Life is a dance,
“All aboard”, the Captain cries music to my ears Up the fog soaked ramp the ocean mist already claims me into the wooden creaks
I danced in the city when the day… I danced around the throngs and wo… I wondered what it was that had su… that I joined a queue from a new d… Spend then, wherever you may be
Life rolls, in the sway, the ebb and flow of all matter Every pebble treasure is from the… Who cares?! One time
All this talk, this chatter, this… back scratching, arse scratching v… bitching, territory marking, point… people boring, tit for tat, straig… out of touch, poker faced
Stop being so still inanimate objects move to my will
This women is the ocean, this women is the sea this women whose wobbles mean so much to me We could sail away forever
I gotta feeling this is coming to a close the loop around the world has but one way to go too many men
You are just a rock stopped, still, avoided as time passes and mocks, with looking-back laughs... ...and you sink, forgotten
I sent you a form, you sent it back, not enough paperwork, the wrong kind of tax. I send you a message,
Lost in this city I call to the twinkle star minds with a whisper the crowds respond with no words or time
I am inside by the window Outside it is snowing the dormant grass pales as the icy… of a million frozen raindrops attempt their silent smothering.
Out There: everything waits. half lit sheds, and fields of sheep, an ambling man,
Love is a secret word whispered between dirty fights found under the covers of moonligh… tight into ears from lips to soul