Saturday 8 August 2009

A Waiting Friend

A Waiting Friend


You’re waiting there
Without you
Would have gone
Don’t know where
Talk and laugh
The coffee swirls
Hers to hers
A woman’s words
Tell me he’s gone
Told you so
Now keep away
No need to say
No going back
The angry trap
Shout and cry
The sleepless nights
Same old game
It’s me to blame
Get used to two-time
Intimate crime
We sit in the park
Looking at the pool
Calm and cool
Float leaves and flowers
High blue skies
Low puffy clouds
Free from lies
And what’s now kept
Are hidden depths
Lost now found
Could not have thought
What wasn’t there
No return to before
To what didn’t care

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