The Goodbye Side Of Midnight

Dave Waller poem from his 1979 collection Notes From Hostile Street on Paul Weller’s Riot Stories imprint.

The Goodbye Side of Midnight

and eventually we arrive
at the goodbye side of midnight
no hope now of turning back
painful emotion has dragged us here
and here we must stay
to whiter and grow old
ensnared by our own matrimonial perfidy
no escape from lonely perdition
mental bars hold us tight
crippled in tight embrace
insipidly intwined like dead ivy
icy cold
and insensitive

Dave Waller

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