Old Faith…

I was born asleep
into the land of sheep,
Where God was King and
E V E R Y T H I N G
was in His Holy keep.
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After Hours…

At sixes and sevens,
At eight and at nine…
I see you after midnight.
Quick fixes and heaven,
It’s late, we don’t mind.
We’re lonely, so we go for a ride.

When night starts to creep,
It’s the hour to haunt.
The living’s asleep,
They don’t know of our jaunts.
We meet under streetlights
By roads like a tomb
And practise our secret knocks
For secret rooms.

To a city…

City living drives me wild.
I love the lambent neon lights,
the wide-awake in dead of night,
the sound of parties, sound of fights…
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Dark Is The Night…

Dark is the night
for the eyes that don’t glow.
In the absence of light,
all you have is your soul.
If it’s hopeless,
then daybreak
is too far away.
If there’s hope,
you’ll know morning
will come anyway.

Strawberry Waves & A Red Painted Smile

“What can you see
when you think of me older?
Will I grow colder, Will I be wild?”
I can see you my dear,
as clear as a crystal
with strawberry waves
and a red painted smile

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All Of It, Fireworks…

I don’t need heaven.
This world is enough.
Some say everything here
Was made just for us –
From the kindness of strangers
To the hardest of blows…
All that we steal, get, give,
All that we throw.

Breathing lessons…

Don’t rage like a bear in a cage
With a brain like a warplane,
Heart like the devil in chains.
Take a deep breath,
Hold it in…
Breathe out again.