A miss in time

She sang a song
And missed a man
Stared up a thought
And blinked a tear
He just toiled on
A clone of the day
Lost to the pangs
Of a reeling heart
She catches a solemn ride
And wades into an 'ask'
'Just missed him is all'
She tells on her plight
He trudges a wary retreat
To follow the dusk's tail
Comes upon the story
Her day had to tell
Holds her up close
And whispers a why
It was just a song
'Bout a man called Dad

Aloof

Hey there aloof

Sitting by a moon decked pool

Marinating in the chrome

Of your conjuring 

You will find a nook

To rest your case 

Until then it's a wait

Till your time's wound right 

Does it bleach you 

All the ceaseless taint 

Do you wilt 

Or even give a damn 

Does the thought occur

As your mangled forms

Quiver up to you 

Will you reach out 

Float a reason's length 

To dwindle and drown

Then rise on heads

Mounted on hoofs

Pretence to end 

Then when it's all done

There's a lonely wake

Could you contain

There again aloof