Myriam Two

Why is it always you, that makes it seem, every day’s good news, a dog with a bone, doesn't know disease, especially when it roams, if the wind blows cruel, it won't stop our dreams, can even shed a few, come over here dead slow, move to a twisted beat, catch me with mellow tones, sing when we’ve had a few, now is just our history, forget the stuff we blew, even the days you moan, you're never creepy, forget I’m not alone, laugh the way you do, it's never just the sea, nothing seems to frighten you, let me believe.

Myriam

Paper boats across my knees, don’t rob the child, can't you let us be, when you bring your news, fury in your smile, say it's not only you, tamed, broken, ill at ease, I ignore all the signs, that make you believe, I have to lose, a power beyond my sign, the Court claims the virtue, sheds it reasons, whispered prayers at night, like leaves from a tree, want no part of you, nor your heaven's insight, lawyers on golden avenues, before you leave me reeling, I beg one more time, don't try to stop me screaming, a life will end tonight,

Roe Three

Love holds the door ajar, my hair falls down unkind, nowhere gets me very far, I sit on a high stool, drink a little wine, who needs more bad news, you ask about my Ma, Oh she’s fine, wades a little through tar, the money blew, in a poor easy light, how many other fools, cruise in her fast car, knock around her lies, no wonder I’m scarred, is there something cool, to crush the hurt inside, find that other part of you, maybe it’s from afar, that sees each morning rise, constant as the northern star, I count my time.

Roe Two

A painter of religious scenes, she dabs the yellow glaze, a thirty-year-old seraphim, views the work that's honed, never wise in this game, doubts she's ever alone, in great nights of dreams, even when just the same, it's not what it seems, the canvas lets her roam, a stretch of wooden nails, in many ways she's gone, to places she’s never been, lost without a name, a matchstick in the sea, the work is not her own, the pull of certain days, like some hurricane zone, her body aches without relief, deep sunk eyes are crazed, her mind is never easy, she holds another frame.

Roe

You cross the street, things are better the same, salt hangs on the breeze, danger flashes in your eyes, something in your gait, no need to ask why, dash of perfume in the heat, living glory days, the wind is in the east, you will hold the line, won't be tamed, nor held to reason why, lovers set you free, sparkling jewels for your days, silk on a silken sea, red-tiled roofs your paradise, men chant your name, this way you'll be fine, speaking truth is never easy, especially in your game, this is not an odyssey, fortune always plays.

James Three

Who can resist, a warming flame, leavened by your kiss, hidden down a government street, it's a terrible shame, supplicants sway at your feet, those who think you’re it, turn to me and say, something's gone adrift, car lanes tick with heat, sunlight grants them little space, our time is fleeting, let them all go shift, you cry again, prayer always will absolve us, for everything we nead, to blow our troubles away, they'll hang you from a tree, uncertain questions, fill our day, some fool seeks justice, whatever that means.

James Two

It sometimes works a treat, sitting stunned around a pool, vodka tonics cocktail cherries, what your tongue can't undo, your bones won't fool, this 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 won't disguise the truth, all that's left empty, shake what holds onto you, find sudden energy, cast your chains loose.