This Spring is overgrown
I hope it blooms to d**h.
I swam right here with you
But the waves want nothing to do with me now
& they turn away
When they see that I'm not you.
The dunes disclose
A dull new view.
June Gloom
June Gloom
Late late late on a grey May day
I'm busy k**ing myself
With kindness.
Bar light, bar bright,
First bar I see tonight
I wish I might sleep tight
& wake to a bright room
Lying beside you
The sky outside a bright blue
June Gloom
June Gloom