Gently into goodnight

What time do you go to bed and wake up currently?

Rounded in routine,darkness visible
Eats up our nights,and charges up each day
With residues of power; gets us through
Tomorrow, tomorrow and tomorrow, 
The time left until our last long goodnight,
When all we have left is the mournings past.

Is our dear friend dieing?
I dare not think of it.
In London now, the night seems to vibrate
Even underground the messages shout
Out to us, that we will ascend and feel
The light of branded names again on us
Reminding us to spend until we're spent:
Our lives in transient glory on a tunnel wall.
Up and away
Seize the day
Time takes its pay.
It is time now for us to live another day.

With love

Steven xxxxxxx

Leanne in our hearts


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