Thursday, 20 February 2020

Carthy Three

Since you've gone away, I don't know what to do, but each night pray, laugh in the hurricane zone, see your face in whirlpools, above me like a drone, sickened every day, the sea still surrounds you, wonder if there’s a way, you’ll send me a loan, you don’t want to, gardens need to grow, walls are turning grey, say I never loved you, as if I’m on the make, don’t want to be alone, not saying isn’t true, I’m just a rolling stone, my eyes are like jade, I’ll resist any curfew, lying by the drains, on dreary afternoons.

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