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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