Ink of harlequin.

You used to make me climb the walls 

then was introduced to the hinged door

and we walked away arm in arm 

within the New Year’s Day it was 

armistice resolution

to the detriment and merriment Of Accompanist 

We bottled love and swigged whilst in gin galley 

and where I used to get lost with you 

I now only drink to forget you.

My resolution of drinking from ink wells of harlequin.


For what it’s worth and its not worth a thing 

I think your the most beautiful Pupating 

silkworm decorating the juniper tree.