‘Sing Well’

Come on then

Don’t keep us waiting

We want to see you bleed

To see others suffer

For their art

Is the validation we need

Love In The 90’s

No one could wear

A band t-shirt like you

With your longer hair

And grey cardigan too

With your smile so shy

And Doc Marten boots

It was no wonder why

We were in cahoots

‘Always So Lost In The Dark…’

It’s 10.15 on a Friday night and excitement builds all around.

Saturday Waits as the promise of Spidermen and Caterpillars abound.

Like all those Japanese Babies who tumbled through the gate,

I Burn for tales of Cagey Tigers and Dogs who Shake.

And then I am reminded, as I Move To The Beat,

Why you Imaginary Boys always look so good enough to eat.

I’m So Glad I Came. That I finally made it to A Night Like This.

If only it could end with Just One (Strawberry) Kiss.

Alas, I am cast adrift to the Edge of the Deep Green Sea.

Wondering Why I Can’t Be You and not so Lost and Lonely.

The Cure
Bellahouston Park
Glasgow
16.08.2019

Robert

Your
melancholic
madness
dances
rings
around
my
heart

As
you
smudge
your
eyes
with
kohl

And
slash
your
lips
with
crimson

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