I'm turning into a ghost ship
uninhabited

how many decades ago
I remember panting for Adrianne
Adrianne Jeff and I
smoking the light fantastic
I don't remember the room
just the feeling of gloom
an impression of cloth
purple and indigo
the dawn not far off
Jeffery snoring in the corner
I'll remember this Adrianne said
This room. This... This nothing much
a keepsake
we waited on the morn
we had lost the time
the sun would squeeze over the chimney pots
and we would still be empty
now we're so many lifetimes later
sailing where

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