Looking for a way
To follow your delay in expression
Your eyes are in a feud
Culturally approved indiscretion

Vapour in your face
Uneasily in place in the armchair
Calling out a name
The one you would have framed

Had he been here
Damian, all I ever wanted was control
Future bird, why are you impossible to hold?

Flowers in your hand
A poison from the land
Of the end street

Let all the fallen rise
And fingers stabilize
Till we all meet

A polyester bear
Would greet him in his lair
On the third floor

We dream of cellophane
Wake up in ball and chain
For a day more

Damian, all I ever wanted was control
Future bird, why are you impossible to hold?
The ravens are out tonight, playful and wild
A mother has lost a light surrounding a child