Daylight looms
weaves into me
and I rise
sleepily.

No crying
I'm a baby no more
the last of my childhood
disappeared through the door
and She
and She
builds me up
and says
fancy a cup?

ha
I know what I fancy

wonders if there's a chance
he
tries his luck.

You are my fall.
It may not make sense to you,
But autumn is my sanctuary—
And so are you.

I watch the leaves blush into gold,
The way my heart stirs when I think of you.
Fall wraps me in warmth and quiet,
The same peace I find in your voice.

The trees teach me that change can be beautiful,
And I saw it—clear as the crisp October sky—
The moment we spoke.
You are the season I return to,
Again and again,
Because you feel like home.

****
killed
destroy
rebuild
repeat.

There  is nothing here now
but me
trying to stop me

left alone on my own
in a home
where there's no one left
to talk to

I don't know
should I go
or would I stay here
then
I remember it was
this time last year
I asked myself that question

and
it's always the devil that I know
who never gives an answer.

Never thought much of dying
when living gives a buy in
to the card game
but
it's chances that we take
that make us strong
or break us
and we're crying.

Mc Guire's on the wireless
and telling us
that
war will bring destruction

can't hear a choir
the Messiah
can't be listening

bury your heads in the sand
and make believe that it's
not happening
and
a selfie on the shelf
will make you think
that you're not
leaving.

don't you know
we left long ago
before the flowers
melted snow
and
started bleeding.

You wake up
plans have changed
world turned on its head

flamin' Nora
I need to pour a drink
but wait
it's only 05:28

one of these days
we'll look back on all of this
and think
ah
those were the good old days
and then the nurse will slip us
a 'Mickey'
and
we'll go back to sleep.

Are you 'swingin' the lead?' he said,

no guv,
off work because I'm proper poorly

hmm
more like trying to fool me
unless you're dead, the boss said,
you had better be here tomorrow.

Well
if tomorrow is truly another day
I'll be there on a wet Wednesday
in hell