last of the night

06Aug10

a new friend calls
to ask me over to have a drink
with him and his girlfriend
and their flatmate.
i don’t want to go but i can’t stay in here,
this room is saturated
with the monsters i’ve caged.
so a night with some music to drag them away
but if you still visit me, if you still
come through here,
then i read what you wrote me,
i heard what you said. i hope you remember.
and i have faith in you too. so i’m gone
for while, til i can fix up my head
but this is not parting; i’ll see you soon.

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