Thursday, 28 March 2019

Martha Two

Some nights I ask why, if we can ever atone, stars burn out and die, might as well be Mars, for all our credit goes, we're just about that far, you're gone within my sight, the wind is black and cold, you tell another lie, if its kids and dogs you want, don't keep getting stoned, buy new cars, can you hear me cry, running from a broken phone, it's not enough to sigh, call another Czar, to bring you back home, or stay where you are, a flame is not our right, the fire is not our home, when lightning rides the sky, warm your yellow bones.

Wednesday, 27 March 2019

Martha

You scatter all my needs, like ashes on the bar, ask if it brings serenity, blow away my pay, then fly afar, tut tut at terrible waste, I cling to the sea, like someone in a bottle, you won't set me free, it's a different age, you drive a fancy car, but still won't wait, what about my creed, that warm hazy fog, a path to childhood dreams, dancing on the waves, all the stuff you're not, pearls among the wreckage, say it's bad for me, songs leave too many scars, your face like an ice rink, what's going on?

Sal Four

Before my fame, I only thought of you, and the games we played, shadows pass in smoke, set against this failing truth, I'm broke, you threw away, my successful tunes, in that different age, at the hospice alone, can't see in the gloom, or your bones, I fell off the stage, I should have bloomed, made everyone happy, sung a simple Solo, lonely men soothed, on their way home, to begin again, it's hardly new, going down the Freeway, I'll think of you.

Monday, 25 March 2019

Sal Three

I have no need of you, stepping off this train, who are this crew, i wish to be alone, not see anyone anyway, on the streets or Metro, there is no clue, except these popinjays, asking me my due, you arranged the loans, tell them what to do, put jelly on your bones, don't give me your view, now the voice is raised, I am not your issue, before my groans, you tried to erase, everything I called home, truth is a bitter fruit, when the old man passed away, no one sang my blues, or even knelt to pray.

Sunday, 24 March 2019

Sal Two

You wonder why I pray, when winter leaves, run to catch the train, make your bath with foam, giving is the need, our loving isn't done, I can't hold your face, forget the disease, catch horizons on my way, in the wind and stones, help me find my feet, assist our journey home, guide us through the forays, make sudden troubles ease, sometimes it isn't funny, each part of my bones, becomes amazingly free, now we're alone, d'you remember those days, our trips to the sea, the scrimped for holidays, our dance of Thebes?

Sal

You call this news, on these troubled nights, as if you knew, fire burns in the grate, don't tell me how to cry, those you left too late, the different crews, left hanging on the line, they loved you too, who cares what's real or fake, something deep inside, makes you a household name, isn't it time you fool, sighing in the tide, to think who care for you, no matter what you take, however you may try, hope is what you make, whole worlds sing your blues, rain clouds furl the sky, death brings no easy due, where you lie.

Friday, 22 March 2019

Sarah Four

I get the Heeby Jeebies, my soul strung out tight, someone better set me free, in his eyes amour, have to do what's right, roll the Eau de Cologne, don’t rock me gently, say everything's fine, I'm not your honey, a soup of lost hordes, all of them crying, rise up from the floor, I'm glamorous, perfect, serene, you kiss me quietly, do what others have dreamed, a perfect score, have I just died, draw a toil of water, a train near the sea, will swear to the night, let me reach the quays, blaze on fire.