.somewhere In The Distance He Lives A Settled Life Poem by Not Long Left

Deep valleys upon your battle scarred face
Fuelled on devils snow and sweet strong cider
Limping like a wounded fox
you clambered up the unforgiving stairs.
Screaming at everyone, reaching no one.
Took a place beside me,
Told me your name
said you was like a cat
had nine lives, but just one left.
And so we sat, waiting for the train
Me awaiting your possible violence,
you losing yourself in my forced silence.
Told me you had been stabbed tonight
got involved with a junkie friends bitch
she cried wolf to many times, no limit to her means.
To many minds motivated by spotanoues moods
To many minds muddled on crack.
Soon lights got brighter
as the train can tumbling in.
You looked at me smiling with sadness
said you was gonna lose up that last life tonight
I tried to mouth a word
but you closed the book.
Told me it was going to be ok
for you was a Buddhist and would be
coming back, reborn on a beach in Tobago
To one day sell fruits and watch sweet arsed
women shake thier love under the golden sun.