Reed flesh, heed mesh
Hands, bland, seen lingering
Green sting, cruel fool
Rain pursues flues and panes
Brain moves loves again
Day returns, burns grey
Rotting ferns die away
Tent breeze, relent, at ease
Bound thought, round taut
Air aware, fled to dread
Server-lad not so sad
Kissed; half prejudiced
Creed indeed, hand glad
Half empty motorways
Cargoes half way to ports
All night the quiet roar
Echoes the monotonous drawl
Lodges with wallpaper
With TV's and electric heaters
All night the daylight beckons
Side by side with the sodium
Ships square on with containers
Stevedores pointing the forks
All night the warehouse stores
Post codes flicker as though lost
They travel across the silver screen
Step up to a higher bar
Praise no longer sufficient
Delay; but aim to be concise
Time taken to work it out
Work-out, works out
To step to a higher plane
With longer wider horizons
To see more than shadows
An archipelago or beach head
Of seals or penguins, only the good
Or the bad or the well placed survive
No place here for peering blindfold
Into the oncoming headlights
Arms folded, shoulders hunched
You unfasten the clasp on your bag
Didn't you have time to fix your hair
Though I must say that it goes rather well
With the early morning cappuccino
Drip drop, steam froth, a shake
Of chocolate topping, and a blueberry
Bilberry muffin; oh no you've asked
For the takeaway, two to go
Your friend, similarly arranged hair
She could be your daughter, except
I guess you are both about the same age,
Way less old than the guy with the full English
If I smoked a cigarette
I'd take a pack of twenty
If I drank just to forget
I'd make sure I got my plenty
If I chew a liquorice sweet
I'd consume the whole damned packet
If I buy a suit so neat
I'd say, go on; wrap a second jacket
If I washed a sock or two
I'd make oddness from a pair
If I lived like some folk do
I'd stumble to find one so rare
If I loved a love so true
Only then my love would I dare
