Fallowfield Wreckless

Drunk in the kitchen
A crack in the window
Cold air breezes
Phone call desperate

Hearts feel melted, welded together
As all hearts must be
To weather the storms of loneliness

Passed out on the bed
But you sober watching over me
I, like a child, distracted and honest
Tempting your wonder

Three wise men in a kebab shop
I try it but I didn't inhale
And so ends my tale
Fallowfield wreckless
Sleeps at last