• After Party

  • Posted on 22/04/21 10:53pm
  • Just when things look darker than dark,
    Dig deeper this time,
    when you thought no soil remained,
    Dig my dear, dear friend,
    I'm there in that silence you fear,
    In that lonely journey, miles from home,
    There in the bones of your past
    Nestled in the blind spots,
    Cradling your angry tears
    Your fretful heart beating
    Itself blue.
    My love, my love
    My love, my love
    When the hiss of distant traffic
    Is the company you keep
    I am with you when you wake,
    And when you sleep



© Mike Walker 2022