Smith

You convinced yourself
I'd be there by now.
But you couldn't have seen me
Wave goodbye as I passed on...
There was always tommorrow

The deeper meanings lay
In straight white powdered lines
Standing out from the table,
They pulled open your mind
To let out the bottled sighs.

Maybe they could have let us
Build our worlds together, only
To have them ripped apart
In front of our eyes, the hard part
Getting used to the lonliness.

Church forcing and flushing
Your unsteady triple life
Hollow heluim prayers knocking
Bumping pointlessly, endlessly
Against the nicotine ceiling.

The words always came out
Sitting artfully in their places
So harsh and hard to grip
The way out was so much easier
Than the way in.

I told you before,
You'd bitten off more than you could chew.
You didn't believe me then,
But I guess by now you do.

Adaption of a Forgotten but not so Bad Poem

And on we went
Saddle and stirrups methodically creaking
Together we toiled upwards
The winding hills fall beneath our feet.

She steamed and I smoked,
And the ground fell away
As the sky leaned in to hold us.

We swayed together,
Her hooves turning the world
One, two, three beats,
She beats the drum of the earth.

Together we breached the hill
Broke open the world,
And walked the place
Where earth meets sky.

I could have stayed there forever,
One with my horse
Looking down upon civilisation.
We breached peace at last,
And there was plenty for all.

We lived in the Blue Mountains
Till dusk called us home.
And the texts pushed in,
As the cars rolled past
Beating flat the tar seal
We spend our lives pounding.

We spent years getting home
Taking our time to skip the rush
The faster they live, the faster they die,
And we take no part.