Poetry ........

Pissed

Closing time
We come out of the deafening watering hole
and swim the drunken streets, looking
out on the street in this great sea of grinning face waves
ebbing in and out of focus
struggling against the tide
little fishes in the big sea
bait for anglers, snacks for sharks
we are like salmon battling up water falls the wrong way
we are not strong enough to fight it, we may not even want to
caught up in the current of confusion
we may lay your spawn in the murky mud around the reef
or be dashed on the rocks, caught in nets, floundering
waiting for the gull.
how long would it take to drown in this vast dark sea?
fallen from a ship in the night
just another drunk, passed out in the shadows
Drunken men drunken women
we are flotsam, aimlessly tossed around
on the puke wet pavements
Dream


It`s been like a dream
a beautiful luxurious dream
but now that it`s over it`s time to wake up
and get on with things I have to do

The dream was a wonderful dream
pregnant with possibilities
it would be so easy wouldn`t it
to slip back into that warm, cosy dream
it would be so soft, so comfortable
but these days we wake up alone

Maybe we can still have our dream
in quiet moments, we may find the time
to dream of each other
and imagine what it might have been like
if the dream came true
but we both knew that the time wasn't right
for dreaming together.......

 

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