Patrick

It sometimes works a treat, sitting stunned around a pool, vodka tonics daiquiri cherries, what your head can't undo, your bones won't fool, the wish to denude, on yellow sand redeem, all that hides from you, scrubbed white by the sea, you can’t shake this mood, until you hear the news, just how much you lose, it's hard to be discreet, what you've been through, so try to murmur easy, when your fire turns blue, let trees haunt the avenues, they can’t disguise the truth, all that now’s left empty, will fill the hole in you, you’ll find sudden energy, no one casts you loose. we'll never fall apart, beside these walls.