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blackened catfish sweet
rivers grey ash stampeding through
new york corridors

do you remember?
when we milled around this cobbled
street
bricks overlaying grass, trees dying
'round the city
giving their lives to structures
in the suburbs
we stand here today
on the corner of 11th and
market
the cobbles are gone
replaced by pavement
like amnesia over love
in 100 years not
one of our bodies
will remain
though we may return in
new ones
...

Tommorow I will have you in my heart
even if in my hands you cannot be
but tonight we shall never be apart
tonight beauty will be all I see
this night I will now hold you in my arms
and breathe contentment with each of my sips
I will guard you and keep you safe from harm
kissing you, I drink pleasure from your lips
your hands in my hear are now intertwined
now I love you more than I can believe
I dont know how for so long I was ...

Morning dear Morning,
When I think of you dear morning,
I think of calm and peace
Of birds singing in the trees
I think of tea and coffee
Of croissant and of egg,
But most of all dear Morning I like to think of bed.

Of rushing off to school,
Of stubbing my toe
Of toothpaste disasters of losing my shoe
You see to me, dear Morning,
You are more than this, you are;
Morning, dear Morning.

But ...

The depth of the Darkness,
The tears and despaire,
They all come to haunt you
There is no hope to spare

Sad and alone,
Your dreams have perverted,
Ambitions deserted
There is noone to help you
And noone to care.