Pete Two

Sober you ask why, the way it’s been chosen, before you can deny, stare at dead places, you’re mouth frozen, with stupid phrases, sing my favourite lines, our time done with roses, lovely when you try, at all the great stations beyond children hopeful, you neither shrink nor waste, even the graveside, you witness love's cloaking, clouds sail the sky, what settles on your face, neither time provokes, you blew over the traces, a flower at your side, just some little token, more a wish to verify, what lies broken.