Day Wash

The light switches on Nothing to shame Bearing all to the hilt Face washed in guilt A splash of recollection & no longer reflection So dark…so sparse as past premonitions Swooning and swaying, all the while children's laughter and mothers tears collaborate in our heads and fill our ears Its not the you so much or the me, But what could be Should or shouldn’t….can't say It’s the times we have These things we are It's all of these poured in a jar It's all the same These days we blame Ourselves Everyone Not alone in this cold world of dreams Naked and sprawled on cold concrete I'm sorry we had to meet this way