This is like watching a replay,
the sky looks exactly the same as
it did yesterday,
dull grey.

or it's possible that
I am stuck in a loop
a program gone wrong,

cold duck soup.

But what if,
I'm no longer?
longing for one final time to
beat into this heart of mine

is this all I'll see
for all eternity
dull and grey?

Take away?
Indian, number ten
I so like the taste
but what a waste
I won't taste her again,

well
if I'm gone
it's good to know
the humour carries on.