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
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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