Semantics,
conjuring tricks that
spring up like fleas
jumping off a dead dog.

I shall presume there is a room
filled with people of learning
burning the midnight oil or
perhaps they're burning the books,

breaking the glass to sound an alarm.

There is no harm in the trying
less life when you're dying and
no one is dying to do that.

late night orders.

when wracking my brain
thinking of
cracking *******
I'm wrecking my chance of recovery.

On a three day event when my time is ill spent
on the windings of lanes I once trod
only two days in and I'm looking to sin,
'there but for the grace of God'

It's sleep time in Stratford
and Catford
and all fords we must cross
will just have to wait until
daybreak.