You Know Who You Are But You Don't

Words for the sweet people

Loved and unaware

From us poor souls who stand

Slightly off balance (with a tiny stone in our shoe)

In silent adoration

We think of you every day

As you drink coffee, walk dogs

We could never let you know

Ever, ever, ever

But you are loved so much

My sweet

We shout it often

When alone and the sky dark as

Two midnights in a jar

Whispers taunt ‘tell them I dare ya sweet boy’

Our chests swell and lungs fill

But the courage runs off into the night

And we exhale flat defeat

However, if like in the sci-fi comics

The Mekons invaded earth

Pointed a death ray and squeezed the trigger

In that very moment

We might give you a gentle nudge

And say all matter of fact

Oi bright eyes

Guess What.