Exit Music For A Biker Poem by Gary Fellows

Lying and broken
Still and unspoken
Sleepy and weepy
Exit music for me

Sounds and stories whisper
Melodic voices allay my fears
Music in my ears
My exit music I hear

Flash backs of car tracks
Eyes tinted red
Stirs my thoughts
I could have been dead

Shouting and screaming
Fighting my saviours
Moment of madness
Fuels strange behaviours

Blue machine at my knees
Running away
To another day
In a roundabout way

I see a face with tears
A mirror of fears
A mime of silent screams
The worse of my dreams

Sleepy and weepy
Lying and broken
Don’t take me away
To that rotten day

(Sept 2006)