Trammel up the excess of your mind
Where all life is left behind
Cast out temptation from your core
Until love you feel is love no more
Intertwine a battering ram of hate
Around your thoughts ‘til they evaporate
Throw curses to the past
Run the ragged flag up the mast
And watch those blotches of ink dry
And sigh –
‘All my life has passed me by’
By Sam Fawcett
And sigh –
‘All my life has passed me by’
Parisian Poetry 