Evening nears Another dreary day Hauls me over its shoulder I continue to draw breath.
I sit here in the knowledge that what I want will ruin me.
A little canary lands on my shoulder and chirps its song: "My friend, my friend, wait and wait. It's not too late to smile again, Tomorrow has its own tomorrow, your legs will gain strength and your heart will follow"
It's not the best sunset I've ever seen, nor the most pristeen, but it holds secrets. It makes me feel something blue, orange, lilac and grey Leafless trees stand silhouetted Pretty, prickly nervous systems I'm nervous too I hope God isn't petty Hidden in the lilac clouds
A flaming horizon caked with lilac clouds I ask it questions but its silence lasts the night
I have been unwell lately and thus had too much time to think