Walton, Walton (With Hope in My Heart)

By tony_dee

Mon, 13 Sep 2004

The old light box up above
Is pumping out the lux,
I'm sitting on the quay;
The waves are all in flux.

An adult row rages in my ears,
So what if we split up, who cares?
At my age, results are real-time - life is now,
Get up and seize the bleeding hour.

Quiet, transcendent seagulls
Clutter the welcoming sky,
I collect beauty in shells
Let childhood come alive.
Sod the stupid bitch.

Date mostly written: 1995