and a dull ache –
has found the left side of my neck
it has packed its bags
and travelled to my shoulders

fall from grace
subtle lies
draped in lace
pack the suitcase

after so may years
of banging –
my head against –
emotionally avoidant walls

but love,
it can remind you
why you are together
and love is your journey

nightmares on my stage
but billed as dreams
oh, such a sad age