Moon People

Posted: July 11, 2015 in Poetry

I am the girl with the tearaway face
There’s a couple they just got to get out of this place
There’s a girl she’s lost by the youth
And a girl skinny and proudly aloof
There’s a boy he’s leaving anyway
A girl talking til the break day
One of them she don’t say very much
Drinking keeping them all out of touch
When the rain comes the laughter screams
The boy with the darkness reams
The music’s stopped the quiet girl sings
The girl with the cuts is not what she seems
Two people either side, talk in the gloom about the girl next door
The speaker’s in the rain, all distorted
The boys are talking it’s all reported
The rain pours harder and harder
The sound gets under the tearaway space
We’ve got to get out of this place
The people on the moon
Loosing without a trace
The rain dampens the laughing ceases
the night closes.
I am the girl with the tearaway face
Gone in a flash, without a trace

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