Dinner Forgetly.

Don’t forget these last regrets
A widow’s black and final look back
You stack up straight like a Lego tower
All those colours bleeding, blending
Hold hands like the world is ending.

Samson on his rickety bridge
Pushing towers far apart
Strains his arms to push back time
I wonder if he wrote his wife
Shifts his feet when cracks arrive.

Onwards into the rear view mirror
Blow the headlights a farewell kiss
You topple like an ancient tree
All those thoughts went to your head
And your head went to the ground.