Don't ask me why
she'd not share my bed
selected the floor
with a duvet for comfort
had a schedule
my name included
things to be done
before moving away
Never too many
to ever forget
love goes round
comes round
~ ~ ~
He shuffled closer
some people fear the poet
he said
but I steal
I steal every word
from her mind
Please tell her, I won't kill myself
but if she goes, I will die
~ ~ ~
Stuck in the mist on Pepys Street Canal
haunted by watchers bidding for re-writes
They prompt me when I wander
for I am doing what they want
I can tell when they approve
I wait for their applause