Blue Murder

Lately the lamps have faded

They're not interested in the cold front

That's related

And each word is spoken

It's precise and unbroken

Amiss the small talk of their libidoAnd when the day is done

And the weeks become one

I cry blue murder

I try to take it furtherTo all and sundry

Please answer my call

Of philanthropy

And courtesyThere are two sides to every story

And my sides close to the wind

An error of always

Its coming from within

The other half is always beleived

And without the seed it cannot be conceived

The silent voices speak

Unspeakable terms

On the condition of

What willpower is left

Repetitive nature

For some that never learns

How to act on these terms