Dubstar

The wind's whistling
my mind's twisting
I was making myself the usual cup of tea
when the doorbell strangely rang
Because I've been up here for a while
I'm starting to feel tha monotony of a tower block
I'm not so manic now
I can uphold the weight of those neighbours
& she's lifting & throwing to the wall
the post-natal harmonies of youth
when this younger man - 25