Cocktails, carnage and pornography

(And a worn out fighter from Sweden.)
“Of course along the way you stop thinking about being tough and all that. It stops being the point. You get past the silliness of it all.”

“Of course along the way you stop thinking about being tough and all that. It stops being the point. You get past the silliness of it all.”

New year’s coming up. A toast to the ones we lost along the road.

I hear the sighing of the wind

Like a murmur of regret

And as I close my eyes

I see a face I will never forget


I see you running with the dawn

But that was many years ago

When you had seen the tender years

The only years you were to know


I knew a time when you and i

Ran through trees of green and gold

And gazed at clouds of feather grey

I never dreamt we would ever grow old.


But time has passed, my mind will dim

The hands will turn away my days

But you remain a timeless smile

Who’d just begun lifes tangled ways.