Cats eye

reading the highway code
watching the tracks of the tyres on the road
loading the need
feeding the dice
every happens once for a reason 
not twice.

the last of it looms
accident trucks and hospital rooms.
Riding formaldehyde, the paralysed dead
fed to the demons we thought lived under the bed
but it’s real.

The ceiling is set we get what we deal
cards on the table
does anyone feel

There is no book of rules for dreamers or fools
we must write our own script
strip off the relay
switch on each new day
and if it’s our last one,
we’ll make it a good one
smile and say so long.
It was fun.


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