The Lesson.

Is it boring to tell me what you learned
Hunkered over those desks
Like a retirement home at meal times
Surely this food you've consumed
My very blood and ashes
Have washed some of the clinging ignorance
From your youthful minds.
But just on the off chance of
My lack of success
Test next period.

I'd rather not be crass

But I cannot quite control
My effervescence
By which I mean
My conscience
Which is of course
My curiosity.

Sunshine

Loneliness
You looked so sad in that pretty pink dress
Were you afraid of the smiles you made
Just shallow reflections off you.
But, look outside, the sun it's bursting through.

It's a damn cold day
But you looked so alive when you came round to say
That the folks down the line were doing just fine
Eyes luminescent as moons
And look outside, the sun it's bursting through.

Far away
The world is so distant when you've gone to stay
Somewhere else, somewhere nice
A place that is worthy of you
There the sun is bursting through.

She knows what it's like to drink
The sunset, Yet I think
I'll never find the balls to ask
Just exactly what it's like.

In the slowly sinking sand
And the sucking of the waves
I found myself foot-deep
In a soul-reviving sleep
Like a swim in golden syrup
Or a bathe in warm sunlight
Melting the aches of the night.

In my spare time
I construct worlds
Then cruelly destroy them.

Into their mouths
Dripped trepidation
The persperation
Of the fear filled south.

Simplicity

Vertigo on the wheel
Spinning dice
Weighing futures
I hear rattling in my head
The footsteps of fatality
And I am calm