Pink Cloud Ray

Thicker rays of summer sun Just poked through the clouds And licked upon at my face Like I was somehow painstakingly applying a fresh coat of lipstick In a subtle shade of fleshy pink And as I began to drink it all in Soon enough the rain set in Drowning out my former smile And it took me further and further away Until I myself eventually realized I so too had left with it as well And I was now soaked wet through But yet still never knew That though my makeup was smudged And running down my face So I looked out of place As much as I now felt inside Knowing I had and there was no Where left on earth Or outside the confinement of my head to hide Or make-up left To cover all my pretence up The game was well and truly up All the very last of the mythological sirens Had finally given up and abandoned ship And I am merely watching this an old Repeat news clip on repeat Whilst sleeping rough outside an electronic store As and for the sole purpose of Keeping and providing me some Or other form of partial company Huddled up inside it's doorway Until early morning dawn breaks