i was crying seven years
shed a seven million tears
now time is past
i'm free at last
to pick up all i lost
i was screaming every night
full of alcohol and fight
through the heavy daze
hungover haze
and never mind the cost
i was a broken mirror
and my eyes knew only terror
in each smile and such
each lover's touch
each fumble in the dark
now these seven years are done
i am blinking in the sun
i don't feel a thing
but coming spring
and hark.
and hark!
and hark!!!
Errors of Judgement by Wayne Myers