this selfish view and a lack of sight
but i’d be warm by the pyre
watching a relationship burn so bright

i have got the bit between my teeth
the sand between my toes
the gravel beneath my feet

remember,
when you found the thorn and not the rose

the world is full of lunatics –
on a boat to nowhere
one oar much madness

friends who you thought were tall
suddenly are not friends at all
they look quite small

this commitment
it does not hang like a heavy bird
one that’s in need of enlightenment

i have changed!
i know we are no longer equal
it’s not the same

if you like,
you can measure the distance
and see if you’ve come that far