The Night Rambler
i made my alliance's in the roar of the gunblast.
the battle had spilled out my head and into vile colour.
morning's no longer softly handle my shoulder.
they run ragedly round my hand's and feet like rat's.
my trademark walk had sauntered of with the devil.
along with my soul and serenity fled laughing.
i just lay waiting for death's welcome approach.
i wake in the sea choking and flapping.
my pupil's eclipse my sky blue eye's.
night after night i twitch like a drunk.
taxi's fly bye neon flashes.
are these the depth's to which i'v sunk
Copyright © David Sobieralski | Year Posted 2007
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