"My Fear"

Stolen adverts are cursed with a surge
Of cadence crushed verbs just like a kiss
Designing the rhymes so we can shoot to miss
Readjust what you see in the frame
Hold hands and understand this
It’s the dismal that demand this
Anulled, an incomplete and borrowed hymn
Behind the lights runs a river signposted death
A bittersweet vision sent to the innocent
A spectral wish for the strong willed
I dropped to an apparition weaker than the scattered
Bullets and fireworks flying past the disaster

We’ll drive around the streets thinking we know best
Arriving at a parallel of kindred calls
My fear

I’ve crashed and christened myself a new world
A verse of chemical clocks and thesaurus prayers
They collectively escape to the Devil’s lair
Autumn leaves hang biding their time
They hum in the wind as we’re walking past
Why does every start have to end so fast?

We’ll drive around the streets thinking we know best
Arriving at a parallel of terminal thoughts called
My fear

We know best
Find the right words
We know best
We can’t be replaced

David Laley September 2009