I used to watch people but now I watch walls, walls are solid and walls seldom move,
walls don't give you funny looks and walls don't give two flying ***** about who you are.

I count bricks too which is another one of the tricks I do.

Peculiar?
maybe I'm just regular when I should have been a medium,
but I got sick of seeing ghosts so regular I am.

Sunday,
said it before and I'll say it again, Sunday is the same as any other day and if people want to get down on their knees to pray so be it.

I might stay in tonight, I said to myself because I know that I will stay in tonight which gives me the illusion that I could have gone out, I'm getting too old for this malarkey and believe me malarkey was my middle name in the olden days,

just juddering now and somehow still doing.

No one's fault it is Baltic outside
just the weather and the Winter
enough to make your blood freeze
and your bones splinter
but no one to blame
no one to scream at

disappointed that you can't point a finger?
you
may be entitled to compensation.

yeah!
but it's never
Wind stopped work is it

oh no!
we have to battle the elements
trudge through the snow
walk on the wild side,
I don't want to go

what then would I do
stay home with you?
you'd find me lots to do
I may as well be at work.

It's not funny because it's not Friday
and even if it is funny or Friday I have to work through the weekend.

I can never decide whether to go out and seek or to hide,
always in the middle, in a huddle or in some trouble,

Luckily I can count on some things
things like fingers or if it's more than ten,
toes too.

She says,
stop squawking
I do the talking
go back to your writing

I've counted to ten already.

Thinking I'd stay awake
but
these years caught up on me
and
now I'm between the devil
and what he has planned for me.