I can’t be
the only one 
feeling this way
but the only 
other one who 
I wish would 
sadly never will
and here I 
go yet again 
crooning this same 
old love song 
to a bunch 
of other people 
feeling the same 
way as me 

This is 
my witching 
hour time 
to conjure 
create and 
carry out
the spells 
a bit
of eye 
a tad
of ewe
and just 
a drop 
of wee
stirred once 
twice thrice 
makes morning 
this cuppa

I blamed you 
for stealing covers
all those nights 
me here shivering 
whilst you wrapped 
up like a
streusel or ball
of yarn and 
I in darkness 
searching in vain 
for the end 
to unravel but 
even now in
your absence linens
behave the same 
they and I
will never forget 

We orbit around 
each other like 
a planet and 
moon appearing then 
disappearing then appearing 
again like some 
little celestial dance 
I enjoy seeing 
you in my
sky when I 
do I enjoy 
the tug and 
pull of your 
energy upon me 
making my oceans 
move but if
anyone knows how 
to lasso a
moon please say 
for I am 
growing weary of
this eternal cha-cha-cha

We are all 
alone each and 
every day alone
oh we try 
to deny or
convince or persuade 
ourselves that we
are not but
we are and 
we try hard 
to deny that 
even when coupled 
we are alone 
we are always 
alone with ourselves 
and these brief
moments when we’re 
with others have 
never and will 
never change that 
they are amusements