My Berlin Wall

Romance in Durango whinnied in the dark
still Breeze. A cut out lay waiting for redemption
‘You took away my teenage years’, it said 
Imagine patchouli oil burned. Brothel creepers
Squeaking. Then you have emotions screaming.
Empty coffee cup crystallized cold. Aromas lost
to unclean weary carpets. The clutter juggled fear
Hearts leapt, hope squabbled. Child-like hands
Grabbed, ‘That’s mine!’ " It always was " Resigned
Dejected. Sons lost to fast moving clouds. Crowds
gathered Laughing cajoling urging life at any cost.
Senses lost to Why, why, why. It just is. A sea god
told you. Mary, maudlin, sings to choirs of trembles
Dice thrown waiting with baited sigh. Doubled up.
Trebled. Caught in a cross fire of no man’s land
Beckoned to walk that barbed wire " hooked.
Fish flapped aimlessly drifting abroad. Dazed.
So that’s how it is, eh. Slough into that one.
Slough. A meagre existence battling neighbours.
Riots Far removed from Dylan wailing Mexican
Peppers. So the Berlin Wall came tumbling down
To Alpha males parading in selective tombs. Then,
A dirty silence hung in a cleansing howling wind.