'I don't seem to write as many poems these days'
I ponder
as the beauty of the night goes on around me
does it not touch me like it used to?
are emotions in me
at long last
calling it a day?
'dead end, fellas
turn back
someone else needs us more than this bloke does'
jaded
museless
where's the verse now to shout
'get off your soddin' arse
you lazy bastard
write me!'
and I would
if I found you
but you're lost, in the darkness
and I'd gladly be lost as well
in that beautiful night
if I hadn't forgotten how
3 June 2012
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