Watching the Fingers

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“Waiting …

Is doing something …”

We can always tell ourselves;

If, after waiting we are

Doing something.

So – we wait,

Watching the fingers

Do their usual business:

Numbers clicking on and on …

And …

We wait

Just a little

Longer.

The Possibilities Songs

I am truly cast down low,

The numbers prove it:

A friend is leaving: skies,

Though blue, are weeping.

But please …

Be still a while;

Listen, listen, listen …

Maybe I’m a little crazy, on

The outside of too much wine… Continue reading

Way Past Numbers

She’s way past numbers,
He’s given up counting;
Their eyes, their lives
So full of history’s snow
Neither can remember the
Last time they
Enjoyed the silver powder thunder.
She can’t hear what the  one-armed drummer is saying,
He just can’t quite recognise tune the blue guitarist is playing:
Does either of them realise,
Does either of them care any more, that
It’s the doll-devil they’re paying?
Hey-ho, there’s just one letter’s difference
Between the bomb
And the final, sad, slip-away mistake.

11/4/2013