Separate and Ever Deadly

When we walked the streets together
All the faces seemed to smile back
Now the pavements have nothing to offer
And all the faces seem to need a slap

There’s an unfamiliar grip
On an unfamiliar handkerchief
Attending to the tears on cheeks I wouldn’t notice with you
No matter how vicious the grief
Her expression was damp and crooked
Grabbed onto my throat and won’t let go

Save me from the secateurs
I’ll pretend I didn’t hear
Can’t you see I’m the ghost in the wrong coat
Biting butter and crumbs

There’s a handsome maverick
You don’t talk about to keep me calm
And I can’t help it if I create a version
That pulls you back onto his arm

Please don’t tell me
You don’t have to darling, I can sense
That he painted you a gushing sunset
And slayed angry panthers in your defence

And he stands separate and ever deadly
Clings onto my throat and won’t let go