Billy Blue

Billy Blue

Billy Blue,

Your world’s a mess

There’s nothing new

 

Billy Blue

Billy Blue,

Your sheep are shorn

Your flower’s few

 

Billy Blue

Billy Blue,

Your time now warps

In shades of grey

 

Billy Blue

Billy Blue,

That choice you made

To run away…

 

Billy Blue

Billy Blue,

Your worship hollow

An empty pew

 

Billy Blue

Billy Blue,

Your time insolvent

Your memories few

 

Billy Blue

Billy Blue

Last dice to roll

Snake eyes stare back

 

Billy Blue

Billy Blue,

The reaper knocks

 —your fate unlatched

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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