Quinley

Can anyone beat serenity, comb features at the bar, rescue mw from dreams, like someone in a frame, a part of me gets dark, brightens without name, others do as they please, ring distant bells afar, mine are fog and sea; maybe it’s a different age, fills me in this postcard, cherish is very strange, nothing meets my needs, I’m a lazy dog, hustling on these streets, dancing in the rain, hoisting sail to a spar, filing all that's wreckage, things I only feel, all the stuff I’m not, drink keeps me drinking, who needs a Da?