WALKER

No-body knows your name because you walk in whispers

Gaze elusive as tomorrow

If I had a magic wand

I'd tag along

Whenever I see you

I notice you

Therein is your appeal

Polished:

As though you'd just been stamped on the production belt

and stepped out the factory's back door

gob smacking the night watchman

Charming the guard hounds

to a fire-place of sleep

We've loved each other

sometimes in my mind.

We've soared oceans of cluttered indifference.

I'm your dude

like comfort food

often in the wings

during interludes

Your preserving angel

Knightly I clutch my lady's favour

I carved a picture of you with my pen

describing your solitary other worldliness

from behind the outer lining

for no-body heard the music

that toured the galleries of your mind

or were they fields

where childhood swirled

to echoes of ghosted song

Does your faultless devotion shine

in a jewellery box

guarded by cuddly toys

In the quiet pale

strides you

like the grieving lion queen

eclipsing the silence ofgardens

and a gate keeper trembles

as again

you blend into horizon's vacuum

of charcoal whistles

and arrogant heavens

hell and hubris skies

as through the blue you came

If I had a magic wand

I'd tag along