Gold fish and silken barricade
Two beds beneath the windowshade
Unmade the world falling down
Will we laugh open drier eyes
As teardrops fall from greyer skies
The handsome man about town
Silver captain slighted blundering
Worldplay left at port is lumbering
The letters come remarked post haste
The winsome will remain unchaste
Assured of wind in their sails
The words unkempt by scheduled walls
An opera ends - the curtain falls
What rusty tears which we bail
Silver liner sinking sundering
Leaving shorelined still and wandering
But not wondering
I'm just wandering.
