10 July 2012
No use knocking
Now the door has been closed,
You took your citrus bite
As was supposed.
You fell asleep
For a thousand years
Like Sleeping Beauty
Only many more tears.
Mum said you were warm,
She didn't get there in time;
At two in the morning
That's the news that was mine
As more lights are leaving
Than the rest of the day.
Less people to work with,
Less people for play.
We paid off the banshee,
Didn't want to be dead.
But I told you 'Grandma
You're just waiting ahead.'
To ourselves we're immortal,
Don't see ourselves that way,
Cold and dead,
We're only ever on our way.
Goodnight • Opuss № I