youth youth
fading hard and fast
in time ill be an image
in the tray you ash

hanging sideways
off the table with wine
downing these pills
to keep lovely eyes dry

running through the miles
of the creaking sky
foolishly wide
foolishly beside myself

come back to me
blow invisible kisses at the sea
lets get drunk on rotten wine
let emptiness feed our rotting minds

you were contemporary
beige skin on royal sheets
your shoulders, coat hangers as you walk
down avenues, through neon lights

your face
an apparition in the pavement
invisible photographs
in a mind growing frail and cold