Shock treatment

Communion on a train seeing bubbles in the air

Old man of forty seems so old it isn’t fare

Spinning tops  and circus tents at the crazy fair

Haunted

Houses we laughed our way without a care

Milkman cart and plodding horse leaving

Shit as if to dare

Being ten I was just  another innocent young lair

I bought you here meaning YOU here

Because without my imagination

You never even existed out there

Then came puberty and suddenly

Life turned cold and all I could

Do was stare.

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