Monday, 4 March 2013


Let’s not talk about the moth and flame tonight
no strategies of an endless game tonight


many dark wings beat beyond the window
but the lamps don’t burn quite the same tonight


the drums pick up the prelude but all is still
neither anklets nor ankles to blame tonight


these feet have known what it is to crush the grass
but this heart was grass before you came tonight


there should be more to life than the rules of verse
more to metaphors than what they frame tonight


if you have loved me then you will let things be
and if you haven’t then what’s your claim tonight?


there are many verses that need writing out
but it sure aches to sign this name tonight


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