We all have a beautiful creature inside.
The darkness calls to it.
And the answer we give back scares us.
We retreat back inside but the beautiful creature is satisfied.

I'm inclined to take your hand
and pull you from the fire.
God designed a puppet stand
and hung us from a wire.

Set upon a canopy
of green, for dark we wait.
Lips are parted manually
by hands on arms of fate.

Literal and lyrical,
the rules of love are few.
Finding you was spiritual;
my love, I'm coming through.

Me and Carole,  Carole and me

Do I love her? Yes
Does she love me ? Yes
Can we be together one day?
I remember our holiday in Malta
She looked so radiant
But oh how ill, cancer
A woman who had dealt with cancer patients all her life
She is a Catholic and so I took her to a special church on Gozo
The church of miracles
She had a special blessing there
And I think for her that was the highlight of the holiday
And then into hospital
Both ******* removed and a bit more
The times she tried to give up, she just wanted to die
I gave her abuse no normal human would have ever accepted
But deep down I like to think I kept her alive
One major problem,  she has a partner,  I have a wife
But I love Carole
I will let you my peers judge me

I eyed three carnations
that I'd pulled from a bin,
and tied together with a rubber band,
so they wouldn't separate in the car
like his parents did a short month before
the funeral.

My engine grumbled on fittingly
towards a short-term patient
whose death bed
was shaped like a race car.

it's been raining all day
and the trucks passing in heavy rain on the road behind
my little house
sounds an awful lot like the thunder
that dominates my little patch of sky

Is like a carousel,
and there's a pleasant sensation,
and it makes your head spin.
So many gaudy animals to choose from.
You get used to the dizziness.

The music is loud,
and there's an onlooking crowd.
It's so much fun
to go round and round.

Stay on too long and you forget how it feels
to be on stable ground.

These zebras and giraffes.
These benches and poles.
They do nothing for me anymore.
They've turned into hurdles.

You can't get anywhere
when you're just going in circles.