Late bloomers.


Thought he'd got away with it
believed no one had seen him

I believed in Jack Frost
who knew Jackshit about
hiding places
parked himself inside the window and
I saw patterns in the funny faces he displayed there on the glass



God knows why
but we saw him on the sidelines many times and knew he'd come a cropper and not a share cropper either.

Global and it might be if I got off my **** to switch on the TV but at the moment it's all local like the anaesthetic they give me in the general hospital

I'm tired and realise that until I understand that I'll be that guy
I won't be.

It'll make sense in the morning.