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Saturday, 12 February 2011

Ghazal From Miles Away

Gulping Mother’s Ruin, through the last chapter of day
Blue because tomorrow’s morning’s still miles away

Feeling a fool...know what I signed on the dotted line;
"We'll be partners in crime, when we are miles away."

Reminded of you, when earlier I discovered a worn,
High-heeled shoe in a gloomy room that's miles away

I watched a film set in the north, fox of midnight blue
Hollering at a pair of eskimos on a mountain miles away

Who knows if they've an igloo, those two; don't know the end
For thinking of you, the deeds we can’t undo from miles away

You turn to face me and you're like a song who smiles like a screw;
So wrong, so long, Annie Lou, and your taste for places miles away

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