Sunday, 3 February 2008

Bad day at the office

In blackest black of deepest deep
A window on to endless night
Where gloom's the company I keep
And all I see is fading sight.

My dreams drown on indifferencies,
not blessed by great catastrophes.
Thinking is a slow disease
where all hope drowns in vanities.

In blackest black of deepest deep
Just as I sow, just so I reap.
Pity's pit too deep and steep
with bargains turning out too cheap.

In blackest black of deepest deep
where gloom's the company I keep.
Nothing left except to weep
and all before me endless sleep.

The path is fading where it began
Now turning to the setting sun
While I was betting on the come
I have just lost while others won.