Wednesday, 5 February 2020
Sandy
What hurts most inside,
something in your face,
eyes open wide,
all you need to know,
no longer drums like rain,
on a lover’s furrow,
next to this sweetheart's lies,
I see you look away,
speechless turn aside,
a million ways to show,
absolve him of all blame,
there’s nowhere else to go,
dishevelled in your cries,
a pirate on the Main,
the barometer continues to slide,
drink away your woes,
you once jumped rail,
whisky face aglow,
try to step aside,
maybe go to Spain,
don’t ask for reasons why,
just be on your game.
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