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What am I doing

With all this?
What an ego.
Will I cease to exist
Without my words?
Without the reflection
Of myself I hold safe
In the thought
That you care.

Look at me,
Don't look at me.
Better that I go
Look for myself.

I hope it doesn't take too long.

Music

What a time!

When it takes you by the heart,

And drags from your soul

Such screaming delight,

Such a joy at being alive,

Up and out through the notes,

Through the smile that is your face,

That your mind can hardly hold it.

What a time,

When the music owns you,

And you are

Glad, 

Glad, 

Glad.

Dying for a change

Oh, change me, change me,

Red, 

Not grey,

And make the years fall away!

Yes, 

Take me to a younger place,

Now

What to do about my face?

A day at the Races

Hot dusty happy day,

Come to watch the horses play.

Dance and drink here whilst you stay,

Carry victory notes away!

Birthday Flowers

Birthday flowers

Lovely!

Happy Hour

She spied him across the crowded bar
And speared him with a shrill peroxide wail.
'Tonyyy!! Daarrrrling!! It's been ages, why didn't you call!?'

'I did,' he lied, 'But you were never in.'

She nodded wisely.
'Well I'm a busy girl you know!'
And waggled hips that knew the move.

He swallowed.
She advanced, shark eyed, lips poised.

Elbow in the ribs.
'Chris, mate, drink up, we're leaving'
A shrug, a smile, an escape.
She pouted as he passed, talons raised to grasp.

Outside he breathed again.
Drink can make you do terrible things.

And they never remembered your name.