it was so claustrophobic
sometimes people do not feel right
i washed the clothes
of those in noble robes

in the lands where i dream
they lead from a distance
yet they are always near

even in their partial fame
they were different
and now they flicker like a flame

what else is there to do
i swapped cards for stickers
a friend for some glue
and still they bicker

i could not construct and institution
in which they could all stay
i could not save the situation
i had to watch it die

she is not the same
she has shared my life
but you were there,
when i needed a ray of light

let the strange lick their wounds
let them nest out of sight
let them stalk other people
let them befriend the night

no surprises
in the selection on display
life is a charity shop where the price,
is one you can barely afford to pay