Grey clouds

Sordid thoughts are swirling in amongst the miserable grey clouds
they are forming making some different all exciting electric energy
a release from the mundaness of your dull and boring world
what else is there but to explore and test the boundaries of flesh
the limits of right the limits of wrong, life wants to know to touch
to see and experience how else can it sit in judgement looking down
high up among the stars the sky the black night that winks and sighs.

Sadly your thoughts are falling downwards from the weeping clouds
they fall in puddles of images outlines pictures of polaroid camera shots
you try not to see but you want to keep your feet dry, your mind is eager
it wants to see to know to understand the bleakness of these pictures
never to be hung in public in gilt and golden frames under neat spotlights
intermittently they disappear with the sun, falling again with the rain
memories in water reflecting sharply the wrongness of your life.