In Sad Rooms

These sad rooms are sitting with me
The seeds are scraps of paper
For me the writing is nearly over
Long tall shapeless the words be.

The skeleton rooms are growing dim
I sit through the calm
Whilst raging within
My sweaty palms
Are guiding me in
I’m wanting the eyes forever

For long is the night dim is the day
Like forgetting the only rhyme I had
For you are the smile I’m not so gay
You have a wooden life – not sad.

These rooms are sitting in calmness now
My empty eyes are not glowing
But please give me one last chance.
As I sit within my knowing.

I can’t sit I have to move
For the world is crazy without
I need the anchor I need the wind
But don’t ever let me out
I see your skirts I am your blouse
I want to get into your mind
Don’t let me drift don’t let me dream
Because I don’t want to be a friend.

The sun it drifts and the sky is mixed
My mind expands with a whim
You are in the midday of life
And I can’t seem to ever win

Don’t smile, don’t cry, don’t even breathe
For I am driving into the wind
The hills are steep and I won’t keep
Because the light is keeping me still
Don’t cry, don’t speak
For God’s sake don’t keep
My ears are bursting again.

The sky is mean but the sun is clear
I shan’t drift into you with a cloud
I am the river the rain the speed
So why don’t we write a rhythm
I am so slow, slither I am on the go
So please give a – come now!
Go now!
Please listen to me
Come in come thither
Please listen in
Tune in to me is my hearing that keen
The moon is dancing with us now.

Your voice your eyes
Are in my device
I want to keep them forever
Please let me skate
Please be my mate
We shall sing the song together
We shall sing the song together

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