I’ve been walking the streets all day till long gone
sunset, I felt the devil flap his wings on Pilgrim
There’s dead flowers in cellophane stacked up on the
And all my heart’s voices are counting off the choices
I didn’t make,
All the chances I didn’t take.
There’s a song in my head, something ancient by some
I find a bench in the park and feed the pigeons my
I stop and listen to a busker murder "Halellujah" ---
man you should've heard her ---
I saw two dead foxes by the hotdog-stand, the sky's the
colour of a milkshake and the hip-flask in my hand
ran out an hour ago …………….
I called by to see Joe at the infirmary, took him an
old NME from the glam-rock days,
But the ghost propped up on pillows must be just Joe’s
And there’s no way back to any safe place
And I'm twirling in deep space alone,
Like that song said: No direction home…..
So I kill some time in a second-hand bookstore
Run by this albino guy with a head shaped like a
I stand at the window watching the wind rolling a Coke
I came across this postcard --- I slipped it in my bag
Of a squad of GIs raising that Iwo Jima flag.
But I left it lying in some bar ……
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