"After his 'capital punishment'
The reprieve of home comes too late
No respite at the fireside
Or reassuring click of garden gate.
The butcher, the coalman
And drinks on the slate.
Creature of habit
Frozen in the pub light
Like a rabbit
Mouth open door ajar
Soaking up the humdrum
Like a beer mat on the bar
Then hours spent perched high
But drowsy on the cliff
Poised to prey upon the right word
To unlock the line.
Totting up grocery bills amongst the rhymes
The expense of simply living and loving
In a union soldered by wishes and dreams
Rhythmed around the conundrum of time."
The reprieve of home comes too late
No respite at the fireside
Or reassuring click of garden gate.
The butcher, the coalman
And drinks on the slate.
Creature of habit
Frozen in the pub light
Like a rabbit
Mouth open door ajar
Soaking up the humdrum
Like a beer mat on the bar
Then hours spent perched high
But drowsy on the cliff
Poised to prey upon the right word
To unlock the line.
Totting up grocery bills amongst the rhymes
The expense of simply living and loving
In a union soldered by wishes and dreams
Rhythmed around the conundrum of time."
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