Wandering man dreams of a place
with no demands yet no disgrace
with nice clean sheets, a fragrant pillow,
Wills that bend around like willow
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Shining black moon
Thrilled with teeth
Come to our shores
Of gold and grief
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Beloved tools unstirred
They are strangers
Brushes, pencils, pens
Erased from my picture
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The Ballad of Mary and Chappie
She was wandering whitehaired clutching her lead
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Ellie of the Cathedral Green
On a bench on the green old Ellie sat like a queen
imperfect and undone she would linger in the sun
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In an empty room
With a hint of musk
Her tears trail in the velvet dust
He kept good time,
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Faces bow In days unknowing
Gaze upon a virgin sheet
Smileys in a snowstorm glowing
Painting lips which never meet
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Some things are said without saying
But sadly a few never said
A word which is painful in coming
Can get lost in the thoughts of your head.
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Market Day in Ely city
Busking, business clink and clatter
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A spell a spell was cast on me
Turned to stone and apathy
I sit I sit like lifeless slate
Layers of crumbling on my plate
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