RETURN TO ME WITH SWEET THINGS:
Slam, Slam,
Eagle arm,
Sharp hair & shades,
Moisturised since the age of 23,
Looks good for his age,
Lay a-top a wall,
Hands across his chest,
Letting it all slip away,
Don’t cry,
The winds of change are coming,
Lying on their bellies,
Tanning their backs on brightly coloured towels,
Today I met a stick,
Stuck into the sand,
Waiting to become a tree,
A big one
(K)
Evolution*
Was he waiting for his stick lady love?