in pencil she'll erase
and she'll earn back her days.
ANOTHER day gone to the Queen!
the pick up truck.. well, picks up
two in a lifetime, how implausible,
then
surely no more?
a bob, a profile
a short drive home.
leave that life behind
ink it out!
a man at the window, eight floors high.
won't see him again.
wave and wave
why wave to the dead?
kill another habit
evensong shakes off the choirboys
look there's one in the road.
he's concussed, but they don't understand.
I just want to go home!
some things are written in ink
and there's others that pencil code
arrest your thoughts
erase another line
drift, never build
they're on drugs
they're too old..