Sunday, 27 December 2009

Rubble Of The Night

A day somewhere,
Spent amongst the rubble of the night
With someone delirious

My love lies,
My love lies adoringly,
As the birds sing from a far away
Enchanted place

I block out the sunlight with your bra
As you smoke a cigarette
Whilst reading Verlain or Rimbaud
Or somebody
Or other

Drinking warm lager from behind the crinkled sheets
Hoping that tomorrow will never come

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