Breakfast

She gave herself
They took her to their hearts
Clapped their hands till sore
Once more eyes smart
Taxidermist gave life to Hugh
It sits and begs
And stares at you
Since when did you cook breakfast for
Lieutenant Paul
In ruined mirador
This lease on life
Can tie you down
So precious is the jagged crown
Talk to me I’ll stay these vagabond nights
Walk with me someone is waiting in light
Exchanging worlds, arranging days
To suit a lover
Who’ll never stay
Breakfast skies
Bring curtains down
Upon a crumbling lacquered gown
A crumbling lacquered gown
Talk to me as to these vagabond nights
Walk with me someone is waiting in light