Shambles

        the shambles are in the freezer
        blood dripping out the door
        a bitter wine is brewing
        much too strong to pour

        night fell too far to break
        a dawn in shades of grey
        underground the air is damp
        city on your back today?

        glints of teeth and shards of glass
        half shut eyes let in the breath
        empty hearts and anguished sighs
        paint your nails the stain of death

        rumor has it talk is cheap
        I'm here to avenge that lie
        etch a dying hope in stone
        A stranger's tongue, a wiser eye

        June 96

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(notes about the song)
© Huw Powell
printed 28 March 2024

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