Party keeps raging on fire
I leave out the front door
like a ghost without desire
float into a bed of a *****
donate my seed to the choir
I hear my Symphony's score.

The dead hover in darkness
shadows and the evil shade.
Watching us as we undress
naked showers. They fade
in fog and heavy rains
hide inside poet's word
inside our busy brains
Whispers almost heard.

I've been on your cross
nailed impaled beaten
I never felt your loss
you in my mouth eaten.

Protect my beating heart
from being torn apart
by love's broke promise
sealed with that last kiss.
Your taste always lingers
in my hair and fingers.

Round here we bark like lions
fix ourselves when we're broken.
I need a kind touch and calm voice
and laughter and throw ***** and
a treat and let me stick my head
out the car window on our way
to the dog park. I will be your
forever best friend forever!

It's hard to find old ghosts in Eden Park
they blend into the lovely midnight dark
young me cheated on my wife in twilight
she fed the kids dinner as we took flight.
I'm 75 years old visiting long lost youth
always searching in the fog of the truth.